Build well - by Harold Romine
Men build castles
To defend
What they possess
From other men
But stones of life
Much more impress
Thank those in mortar
Shaped and pressed
For how we build
Is passed along
And copied oft
When we are gone
And some word spoken
That has blessed
In other trees
Will come to nest
And little deeds
Done now with care
Will mark the fact
That we were there
So build your castle
Let men see
How life was really
Meant to be