To the tune of “My Bonny Lies Over the Ocean”

My pockets are full of _________
My pockets are full of _________
My pockets are full of _________
My pockets are stuffed to the brim

Rocks and phones and lizard skins
Open my pockets and stuff them in.

Rocks and phones and lizard skins
Open my pockets and stuff them in

A week has passed since Pioneer Day. In my sacrament meeting, where the speakers reminded us of President Hinckley’s meditation on the shade cast by the trees the pioneers planted and the “long shadow” they themselves cast in which we still find some shelter from the heat of the times. (more…)