I Met a Dear Old Man Today Who Wore a Masonic Pin
It Was Old and Faded like the Man It's Edges Were Worn and Thin
I Approached the Park Bench Where He Sat to Give the Old Brother His Due
I Said, "I See You've Traveled East He Said, "I Have, Have You"?
I Said, I Have and in My Day Before the All Seeing Sun
I Played in the Rubble with Jubala Jubilo and Jubalum.
He Shouted, Don't Laugh at the Work My Son It's Good and Sweet and True
And If You've Traveled as You Said You Should Give a Due.
The Work, the Sign, the Token, the Sweet Masonic Prayer.
The Vow That You Have Taken You Have Climbed the Inner Stair.
The Wages of a Mason Are Never Paid in Gold
But the Gain Comes from Contentment When You're Weak and Growing Old.
You See I've Carried My Obligations for Almost 50 Years
It Has Helped Me Through the Hardships and the Failures Full of Tears.
Now I'm Losing My Mind and Body - Death Is near but I Don't Despair
I've Lived My Life upon the Level and I'm Dying on the Square
Sometimes the Greatest Lessons Are Those That Are Learned Anew
And the Old Man in the Park Today Has Changed
To All My Masonic Brothers the Only Secret Is to Care
May You Live upon the Level and Part upon the Square.