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