When We Wear the Gloves
by Bro. Dr. Carver A. Portlock

When we wear the gloves
A Brother has gone from our midst
And sailed to golden shores.

When we wear the gloves
A Friend has passed the final test
And walks through purple doors.

The circle has an empty place
A Voice will raise no more
The song of fellowship and love
Uplift forevermore
When we wear the gloves

When we wear the gloves
A Light goes from this earthly life
The visor closed again
Yet all the heavens open wide
To let a new star in.

When we wear the gloves
A Brother leaves the chapter rolls
And moves to other worlds
For when we say our last goodbye
He walks on streets of Pearl.


When we wear the gloves

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