In Remembrance of the Builders of the Salt Lake Temple
Each stone tells a story
Of sacrifice and tears.
Each stone cut and fashioned
O'er forty long hard years.
Each stone hewn and chiseled
From a mountain granite slab,
Perfected by the builder's hands
So the builder's work would last.
Each stone is a watchman
That stands a silent proof
Of heaven's sweet distilling
When men but seek for truth.
All these stones together
One fitting monument
To the builders of the temple
Who understood just what it meant.
Copyright 1997 by Layne S. Porter
this is a great poem
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