Christmas Poems For Children

Its always good to send christmas poems and christian christmas poems for children in xmas season. Christmas is the time of blessing. Here you will find children poems for christmas to write on cards and send to friends. Read our funny christmas poems for children and poems for christmas for children.

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.