A(nother) Masonic Poem!
In response to its previously published Christmas Poem (see here), Square & Compass received a special correspondence with another Masonic Christmas Poem, this one just as beautiful as the previous.
See below for the poem:
“Though my Lodge may lack the splendour
Of a temple or a shrine,
Or possess the gaudy fixtures
That are classed as superfine-
Yet the fellowship it offers is in price beyond compare
And I wouldn’t trade it ever
For life’s treasures — rich or rare!
The hand-clasp firm, the word of cheer, Oh, such meanings they impart:
The mystic ties of brotherhood
That links us, heart to heart!
You’d really have to travel far,
For the friendships quite so strong
As those one always finds right here In the Lodge where I belong.
When all my earthly travels end,
And at last I’m borne to rest
Where mortal hands no longer toil
And I cease life’s endless quest
Why there’s nothing I’d like better-
Should I join the heavenly throng-
Than to meet with all the brothers
Of the Lodge where I belong!”
“A very happy Christmas to you, your Lodge, and their families.”
As with the previous poem, this one is by an unknown author (although this writer has learned more about the previous poem’s author).
If you know anything-please let Square & Compass know!