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.

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.