Oh pockets, thank you! In the predawn darkness, you hold the To Do’s and Don’t Forgets. You carry the promise of another bustling day. Hour by hour, your promise, revealed.   Classroom life…….  Not. For. The. Faint. Of. Heart.   Then, as the sun begins to slide …. you shelter new treasures. Remnants of the day….. But what’s to be found when I dig deep? Not coins. Not receipts. Neither gum nor money. No. I find……