Poem: Primary

By Christy Jepson

My teacher’s there to welcome me

When I go to Primary.

My leaders always share a smile.

Friends wave “Hello” across the aisle.

Music fills the room with joy

As songs are sung by girls and boys.

When we sing a reverent song,

I feel the Spirit very strong.

My heart feels happy when I go.

My Savior loves me. This I know.

Primary