Category Archives: Poems

“ALAS MY BROTHER” Last evening, about six-thirty, For a departed Brother of a Masonic Lodge I went to a visitation

A Masonic Poem from Brother Creg Bell, Senior Warden   By Bro. ROB. MORRIS There’s a fine old Mason in the land, he’s genial, wise and true, His list of brothers comprehends, dear brothers, me and you;

My old red Fez has faded a bit, But that hasn’t dimmed my love for it; for into that bit of old head gear are woven the friendships of many a year. It knows the touch of a friendly hand, … Continue reading →

Those men who help my dad each day, They wear those Mason rings. A Square and Compass set in gold, The praise of which I sing.

We meet upon the Level and we part upon the Square. What words of precious meaning, those words Masonic are! Come, let us contemplate them! They are worthy of a thought; In the very walls of Masonry the sentiment is … Continue reading →

‘Twas the Night before Christmas, and down at the lodge not a gavel was stirring, and in the hodge-podge. Of aprons and jewels and chairs East and West You could savour the silence, most gladly divest All metal and mineral, … Continue reading →

Wherever you may chance to be; Wherever you may roam, Far away in foreign lands, Or just home, Sweet Home, It always gives you pleasure, It makes your heartstrings hum Just to hear the words of cheer; “I see you’ve … Continue reading →

Author: Author unknown Ten Master Masons, happy, doing fine; One listened to a rumor, then there were nine.