Christmas is the time of blessing. Here you will find children poems for christmas to write on cards and send to friends. Christmas Poems For Toddlers and kids are very awesome.
Mom Is Making Christmas
Cookies baking in the kitchen-
The smell floats through the air;
Mom is making Christmas
with her usual merry flair
The house she gaily decorated,
Each gift she stiched with love,
And we’ll gather around the Christmas tree
for an evening of old-fashioned fun
This evening she’ll sing a carol for us
With her angel’s voice.
Yes, Mom is making Christmas-
A true reason to rejoice
Little donkey
Little donkey, little donkey,
Had a heavy day.
Little donkey, carry Mary safely on her way.
Little donkey, little donkey,
On the dusty road.
There are wise men waiting for a
Sign to bring them here.
Do not falter, little donkey,
There’s a star ahead.
It will guide you, little donkey,
To a cattle shed.
The Tinkling Of Christmas
The tinkling of Christmas bells rings in the air.
Shoppers are filled with the spirit of giving.
The less fortunate receive more loving care.
Strangers smile at each other as they pass by.
Religious houses are filled with worshippers.
Carols and hymns are sung with great joy.
Families gather to give thanks and feast.
The season of peace gently blankets the land.
If only it could last the whole year through.
With All The Children
With all the children, far and near,
Today we’ll sing a song of cheer!
To rosy lips and eyes, so merry,
We’ll all kiss under the holly berry;
And for the sake of the small and gay
We’ll be children also for to-day.
Christmas Is Lots Of Fun
Christmas is lots of fun,
We have to get all our shopping done.
Presents to but for everyone,
And cards to send, won’t it be fun!
Can I have a Style’n’Studio,
Then I’d also like a game called Cluedo.
Or what about IM-ME,
I’d like to find all this under my tree!
Let’s not forget about the guinea pigs, they need a disco ball,
As they are getting very tall.
They also need a run,
To keep them busy and let them have lots of fun!
A Very Little Nose
Two merry blue eyes
A very little nose
A long snowy beard
And cheeks like a rose
A round chubby man
A big bulging pack
Hurrah for Old Santa
We’re glad he’s come back!
There’s a Present Under The Christmas
There’s a present under the Christmas tree,
And I’m excited to see it’s addressed to me.
I imagine all the great things it might be,
But I have to wait until Christmas morning to see.
A Little Child,
A little child,
A shining star.
A stable rude,
The door ajar.
Yet in that place,
So crude, folorn,
The Hope of all
The world was born.
The Scorpion Is As
The Scorpion is as black as soot,
He dearly loves to bite;
He is a most unpleasant brute
To find in bed, at night.
I Will Choose A Christmas Tree
I will choose a Christmas tree
to celebrate the Birth:
I will plant it carefully
upon God’s good deep earth.
I will tend my Christmas tree
in honour of the Child:
I will leave it growing
in the wetness and the wild.
I Will Choose A Christmas Tree
I will choose a Christmas tree
to celebrate the Birth:
I will plant it carefully
upon God’s good deep earth.
I will tend my Christmas tree
in honor of the Child:
I will leave it growing
in the wetness and the wild.
While the little boys
While the little boys cry ‘merry Christmas is coming,’
Shall I be as dull as a water-drunk log?
No! I’ll sing you a song (for we bards must be humming)
And the burden shall still be, Beware of Egg-nog.
When the bowl mantles over the elegant foam,
And the steam rises up in a silvery tog;
Put by the potation, keep Reason at home,
And think of my warning, Beware of Egg-nog.
It’s another Christmas Eve Another
It’s another Christmas Eve Another year it is,
it’s hard to believe Tonight we’re going to celebrate
It’s the time of the year that we await.
Christ was born in a manger Today,
He’s King and no stranger Tonight
we’re going to celebrate It’s the
time of the year that we await.
A Chubby Little Snowman
A chubby little snowman
had a carrot nose.
Along came a bunny,
and what do you suppose?
That hungry little bunny,
looking for some lunch,
Grabbed that snowman’s nose,
Nibble, nibble, crunch..
Little Jack Horner
Little Jack Horner
Sat in the corner,
Eating of Christmas pie:
He put in his thumb,
And pulled out a plum,
And said, “What a good boy am I!
Little star
One little star on the top of the tree,
Two little presents underneath for me,
Three silver ropes twisted around the tree,
Four colored lights shining prettily,
Five shining balls flowing silvery.
Oh, what a sight for use to see!
Winds Blow
When cold the winds blow,
And comes the white snow,
Then look out for good Saint Nick.
He comes in a sleigh
From miles, miles away,
And vanishes very quick.
Newborn King
A song was heard at Christmas
To wake the midnight sky:
A saviour’s birth, and peace on earth,
And praise to God on high.
The angels sang at Christmas
With all the hosts above,
And still we sing the newborn King
His glory and his love.
Gilt holly
Each house is swept the day before,
And windows stuck with evergreens,
The snow is besom’d from the door,
And comfort crowns the cottage scenes.
Gilt holly, with its thorny pricks
And yew and box, with berries small,
These deck the unused candlesticks,
And pictures hanging by the wall.
Merry throng
The singing waits, a merry throng,
At early morn with simple skill,
Yet imitate the angel’s song,
And chant their Christmas ditty still;
And, mid the storm that dies and swells
By fits, in hummings softly steals
The music of the village bells,
Ringing round their merry peals.