Best Christmas poems for kids #2022

Looking for Short Christmas poems for kids. Here you can find a lot of merry Christmas poems and cards with funny Christmas poems. Wishing you a wonderful Christmas.



A Christmas Angel   (Author  Denise Burke)

Oh, I wish I was an angel on the tree
Oh, I wish I was an angel on the tree
I’d give every girl and boy
Lots of Christmas peace and joy
Oh, I wish I was an angel on the tree



Snowball   ( Author  Shel Silverstein )

I made myself a snowball,
As perfect as could be,
I thought I’d keep it as a pet,
And let it sleep with me.
I made it some pajamas,
And a pillow for its head.
Then last night it ran away,
But first, it wet the bed!

Five Little Reindeer ( Author Unknown)

Five little reindeer playing in the snow
The first one said, “Can you see my nose glow?”
The second one said, “Listen to me sing!”
The third one said, “I can hear the bells ring.”
The fourth one said, “Let’s eat the pie!”
The fifth one said, “I’m ready to fly.”
Then clomp went their hooves
And the snow fell white
As the five little reindeer flew out of sight.


Christmas is a Day Full of Joy   (Author Unknown)

Christmas is a day full of joy,
Ask any girl or boy.

Santa’s reindeers fly up high,
By the twinkling stars in the sky.

Children love a snowball fight,
Although its freezing day and night.


I Like to See Christmas   (Author Unknown)

I like to see the stockings
I like to see the gifts
I like to see the bells
I like to see the tree
And I like to see Santa
Looking at me!


Little Pine Tree  (Author Unknown)

I’m a little pine tree
As you can see,
All the other pine trees
Are bigger than me.
Maybe when I grow up
Then I’ll be
A great big Merry Christmas tree!


Santa   ( Author Unknown )

Two merry blue eyes
A very little nose
A long snowy beard
And cheeks like a rose
Around, chubby man
A big, bulging pack
Hurrah for old Santa
We’re glad he’s come back!


I’m a Little Reindeer   Author Unknown

I’m a little reindeer,
Ready to fly.
I’ll pull Santa’s sleigh
Up in the sky.
Christmas is here,
We can’t be late.
All the children
Just cannot wait!


Poem for Santa ( Author Unknown)

Stockings are hung
Christmas carols are sung

Each child is in bed
Slumber stories are read

It’s that magical night
When reindeer take flight

In your sleigh, you do sit
(With toys – a tight fit!)

This key is for you
Dear Santa, it’s true

A long wait it’s been
We beg you – come in!


A Chubby Snowman   (Author Unknown)

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!


The Day Before Christmas (Author Unknown)

We have been helping with the cake,
And licking out the pan,
And wrapping up our packages,
As neatly as we can.
We have hung our stockings up,
Beside the open grate.
And now there’s nothing more to do,
Except To Wait.



I’ve Been Waiting for Christmas   (Author Unknown)

I’ve been waiting for Christmas,
And it’s almost here.

I’ve been waiting for Christmas,
Santa’s getting near.

Can’t you hear the sleigh bells ringing?
Reindeer up so high.

Can’t you hear the children singing,
As they watch the sky?


Santa’s Watching  (Author Unknown)

Christmas time is coming,
It’s time we must be good,
For Santa’s watching every day,
And we forgot we should.

Clean our room and wash the car,
Help mom with every chore,
For presents, we are after,
And a good one we must score.

No time to chat, no time to play,
There are dishes to be done.
There will be time later,
For us to have some fun!


When Santa Claus Comes (Author Unknown)

A good time is coming, I wish it were here,
The very best time in the whole of the year;
I’m counting each day on my fingers and thumbs —
the weeks that must pass before Santa Claus comes.
Then when the first snowflakes begin to come down,
And the wind whistles sharp and the branches are brown,
I’ll not mind the cold, though my fingers it numbs,
For it brings the time nearer when Santa Claus comes.



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