When I browse the net, I make it appoint to read more materials about Masonry. Some articles can be frustrating but a lot of the materials are definitely uplifting the spirit of a Freemason like me. Then I found this poem which is entitle "A Letter From a Mason's Wife"; the author is unknown but I think the poem "Mason's Wife" was the answer to this poem too. So here it is and I hope you get to enjoy this wonderful poem; and to the person who wrote it, it is a good one and it may have really captured the feelings and emotions of a Mason's wife.

A Letter From a Mason's Wife

Author Unknown

Dear Sir,

How many wives of Masons

Have given very much thought,

To the wonderful Biblical lessons

That Masonry has taught?

Have you asked yourself this question?

When you sit alone at night?

While hubby is away at Lodge,

“Is my reasoning wrong or right?”

The nights are lonely and long, I know,

But then this thought occurred to me,

“If my husband wasn’t a Mason,

What kind of man would he be?”

They call us “Masonic Widows,”

I’ve been one for many a year,

I have spoken my piece on lonely nights

And even berated my hubby dear.

But sometime later, I regret those words,

And with compassion try to see,

“If my husband wasn’t a Mason,

What kind of man would he be?”

I attempt to be a patient wife,

And while alone I meditate,

I try to see his point of view,

It’s only fair; after all he is my mate.

I always knew what the situation was

It’s really not something new,

So why complain after all this time,

I’m sure I speak for you.

Some say that men make Masonry

And this I understand,

But deep in my heart I am still convinced,

It’s Masonry that makes the man.

As we journey along our highway together,

Finding the inner dreams of life,

I pray Masonic ideals keep him the way he is.

Yours truly, a Mason’s wife.

 a mason's wife

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From active Masons, resolute,
Our wives and families we salute;
We surely know the price you pay,
Who sit alone while we're away.
No high degrees on you conferred,
In Lodge, your name is seldom heard;
You serve our cause though out of sight,
While sitting home alone tonight.
Masonic papers list our names,
Awards are given, fit to frame;
But yours is absent...you who strive,
To keep our fortitude alive.
You're part of every helpful deed,
On your encouragement we feed;
                                                                Without your blessings, how could we, 
                                                                   Continue acts of charity?
                                                               And so, this poem, we dedicate,
                                                               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.