a mason's wife
Our wives and families we salute;
We surely know the price you pay,
Who sit alone while we're away.
In Lodge, your name is seldom heard;
You serve our cause though out of sight,
While sitting home alone tonight.
Awards are given, fit to frame;
But yours is absent...you who strive,
To keep our fortitude alive.
On your encouragement we feed;
Without your blessings, how could we,
Continue acts of charity?
To every Master Mason's mate;
And offer our undying love,
Rewards await in Heaven above.
I just came across this wonderful poem, and I salute every Mason's wife. I am not sure who wrote this one but it is a very good poem.