Sunday School Easter Poems | Examples
These Sunday School Easter poems are examples of poetry about Sunday School Easter. These are the best examples of Easter Sunday School poems written by international poets.
Lavender gingham dress
Teensy tiny cotton checks
Laced pinafore with dotted Swiss trim
Thick scratchy twirling tulle petticoat
Lacy white Sunday school gloves
I twirled my dress in my shiny patent leather shoes
Feeling enormously pretty
A rabbit jumped out of a colorful basket.
I asked it,
I just want a moment of your time; for it I’ll share a carrot.
Who hath ever heard of a rabbit laying eggs like a parrot?
Out of habit you jumped out of your basket leaving your colored eggs behind.
I thought I would follow and gather as many as I can find.
The Sunday school teacher said,
"Today is a day we honor when Jesus rose from the dead."
There is no mention of a long-eared, cotton-tailed creature
known as the Easter Bunny featured.
Neither children hunting colorful painted eggs and basket full of goodies.
At the corner of the yard stands a decorated table full of cakes and cookies.
Spring!
Flowering Spring,
of new life and rebirth as the trees and flowers bring forth
breathtaking flowering buds showing their worth.
Little children take chase gathering Easter eggs; while yellow peep chicks tag
and floppy-eared, cotton tail bunny’s zigzag.
4/18/2017
Children Story
I:
Sitting carefully on the
tiny wooden Church chairs
each of you appear to be
a pale and delicate blossom.
Or a stiff and straight stem.
II:
Eggs in bright colors
nestle in the new green leaves.
Neon pink and lemon yellow blooms
their hiding places beneath the trees.
One Lavender with lime dots.
III:
Pony tails tied with colorful ribbons
Ball caps Bouncing as you run from place to place.
So excited as you spot one egg.
Never seeing the three resting on the watering can.
Old sand buckets find a new use today.
IV:
The tousled heads rest
atop snowy pillows.
Sunday school frills hung away.
Bright Eggs hidden and found.
Ball caps hung; Pony tails down.
V:
The Flowers of my Easter
Lay sleeping; peaceful and free
with the smears of egg yolk
and chocolate bunnies
across their rosy cherub cheeks.
written By: Patricia Sawyer
4-8-2009