By

Charles L. Mead 33° Boynton Lodge #236

Can you say tonight in parting

with the day that's slipping past

That you helped a single brother

of the many that you passed?

Is a single heart rejoicing

over what you did and said?

Does the man whose hopes where fading,

Now with courage look ahead?

Did you waste the day or lose it,

Was it well or poorly spent?

Did you leave a trail of kindness,

Or a scar of discontent?

As you close your eyes in slumber,

Do you think God will say,

You have earned one more tomorrow,

By the work you did today