Roxanne Dubarry

(October 4,1954 / Seattle, Washington)

Welcome to our Sunday School.


Welcome to our Sunday School!
We are so glad you came.
Come and Discover
New Horizons
In Christ Jesus' Name.

Welcome to our Sunday School!
We are so glad you came.
Come and Meet
New Friends
In Christ Jesus' Name.

Welcome to our Sunday School!
We are so glad you came.
Because we really Love
Our Sunday School,
And We Love You!
February 15,2004

Submitted: Saturday, March 30, 2013

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Although the Sunday School classes of my current church, Faith Lutheran loved this poem, it was orginally composed for a Sunday School theme writing poem project for my former church Calvary Baptist. They were very supportive of all the participants in their promoting Sunday School class attendence.

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