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 traveled some." When you get the Brother's greeting, And he takes you by the hand, It thrills you with a feeling That you cannot understand; You feel that bond of Brotherhood, That aid that's sure to come When you hear said in a friendly way, "I see you've traveled some." And if you are a stranger, In strange lands all alone, If fate has left you stranded... Dead broke and far from home. O, it's a grand and glorious feeling It thrills you, it makes you numb... When he says with a grip of Fellowship, "I see you've traveled some." And when your final summons comes To make a long last trip, Adorned with Lambskin Apron White And gems of Fellowship; The Tyler at the Golden Gate With Square and Rule and Plumb Will size up your pin and say: "I see you've traveled some." Anonymous
I am going to copy this and put it on our table inside the reception room for the brothers to read. Thank you for posting it.