A Poem written 
		by Carl
        Marty (Sr.)
		
  
  
    
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      American
        Voices 1936, 2nd Annual Edition, page 249, an anthology of
        poetry selected from entries submitted by more than six thousand poets,
        with biographical notes on the authors; edited by: Margaret Nelson;
        published by: Avon House.  (The book was a gift from Carl
        Marty, Sr. to: Katherine and Paul
        Fitz-Gibbon, Sr., 1936.) 
         
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      SPRING          
         
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      Hark!
        Birds are singing their old song 
            And yet it
        sounds so new— 
        They glory that the Winter
        strong 
            For
        conquering Springtime flew. 
         
        And
        Bluebells squint through sunny land, 
            Ring
        glory in your heart; 
        Fair blossoms flow from Master's hand— 
            Your sorrows let depart. 
         
        Throw off of heart the chilly snow 
            And let its flowers sprout— 
        Within yourself let Springtime glow 
            And
        Winter will move out. 
         
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      FALL               
         
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      How
        mildly shines the loving sun 
            With caterpillar creeping, 
        While draping by the spider spun 
            In mid-air goes aleaping. 
         
        The flower droops its wilting head, 
            The golden leaf is tumbling, 
        Dear Nature's glory goes
        to bed, 
            Its
        beauty is acrumbling. 
         
        Migrating birds with fare-well song 
            Give thanks for all the blessing 
        And weather-changes
        fast and strong 
            Keep prophets all aguessing. 
         
        But then we know that behind all 
            Is
        God's eternal weaving— 
        What
        now succumbs to frosty Fall 
           
        For
        new life is aleaving. 
         
                                       
        —Carl
        Marty, Sr. | 
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        BIOGRAPHICAL
        NOTE: Carl
        Marty, Sr., is a retired business man.  Has been writing for 20
        years.  Educated in Europe.  His work has been published
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