I look towards perfection
The working tools help me
to improve
to break off the rough edges
to divide my time
to learn how to serve
to grow as a man
and a citizen
and a friend.
I am not perfect,
but I try to keep perfection
as my goal
Masonry guides me there
my working tool - the trowel
spreads brotherly love and affection
between my Brothers and me
We are building together
God's Temple
A shining place for all mankind to see
We are Masons
BUILDERS
that says it all.
Jay Cole Simser
January 26, 2011
2 comments:
Nice poem, Bro.!
I agree; a good poem, this.
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