Elder Sumrak's Poetry

Serving in Africa 

We come to teach what we know is true 

Preaching up and down mountains is what we do 

Forget about life and everything you knew 

For two years its just the Gospel and you 

Trials and afflictions is what to expect 

Study and pray and let the Spirit direct 

The clock clicks by faster than you think 

Back home it's a life time, 

Out here it's a blink 

Letters come and letters go 

How much they mean they'll never know 

Take my doxy and sanitize my hands 

Serving in African that distant land

Sumrak Clan   

Father’s father had a son
I named him papa
And it was done
Auntie’s sister married dad
I called her Mom
The best I had
Mum and papa had a son
That’s my brother
He is the one
Brother had a little brother
No not me
It is another
Little bro had an older bro
Now that is me
Wouldn’t you know
Now we have an older sister
But big bro does not
Because he kissed her
Grandma had a grandbaby
You best believe
Don’t look at me!
Wasn’t little bro or I
Left one guess
I’ll let you try
Now these branches are grafted in
With a Mormon promise
We just done begin
This is the mighty Sumrak Clan
Alone we fall
United we stand