My Brother,

With the closing of the Volume
and the opening of a door,
Think not this Lodge has ended,
think what has gone before.
Remember all those worthy men
who as apprentice came,
And who developed love and skill
and worked in friendship's name.

When you take up the Working Tools
too gently put aside,
Think not their work has ended,
think how they were applied.
Remember well the lessons taught,
to craftsmen tried and true,
Of Masons worthy of the name
and apron white and blue.

When your Tracing Boards are covered
and the Columns laid at rest,
Think not their teaching ended,
think more a message blessed.
Remember the special meaning
to Master Masons all,
Of birth and life and learning
and waiting for the call.

With the sounding of the gavel
and as the lights at last go out
Think not your Lodge has ended,
dispel all lingering doubt,
Master, Wardens, Brethren,
remember as you depart,
Your Lodge will live forever
in every Masons' heart.


Bruce Needhammer, WM

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