Holiday Poems For Kids

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Writing a Letter to Santa

​And Christmas shopping ​

​To show us ​Count me in​
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​God brought you ​be."​hear a reindeer ​
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​above.​"It's Christmas," she says, "You let him ​Did I just ​
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​From Heaven up ​have my grams.​sleigh.​
​books together.​always stay.​
​were a gift​But thankfully I ​window, hoping for a ​
​your favorite Christmas ​that it will ​

Holiday Poems For Kids

​They knew you ​my yams.​
​Run to the ​rhymes, along with reading ​That's the way ​
​your precious face.​me to eat ​but I don't know.​
​kids. Cherish these sweet ​consider family,​And gazed upon ​

​My mother told ​
​I could have ​and cheerier for ​
​And whatever you ​close beside you,​by Jennifer L. Betts​heard Santa ho, ho, ho.​
​season even brighter ​holiday.​

​As they sat ​

​slowly dream.​ I think I ​
​make the holiday ​Of this sacred ​Grace,​lay until I ​
​by Jennifer L. Betts​Christmas traditions to ​

​the heart​Amazed by your ​But quiet I ​
​see.​together to your ​For families at ​
​were​scream.​Christmas morning to ​
​Add reading poetry ​they hold dear.​

​Joseph and Mary ​"Santa is coming," I want to ​
​to wait until ​and me.​
​And all that ​you sleep.​counting sheep?​
​But I have ​son to you ​blessings,​

Let's Decorate the Christmas Tree

​Round to watch ​

Holiday Poems For Kids

​the use of ​it might be,​
​He gave his ​To celebrate their ​
​gathered​But what is ​
​the great things ​greatest gift you'll ever see.​near,​

​Wisemen and angels ​to sleep.​
​I imagine all ​God gave the ​
​When families gather ​and sheep,​eyes and try ​
​me.​In a manger, he lay.​

​time​Surrounded by cows ​

​I close my ​see it's addressed to ​given this day.​
​Christmas is a ​manger,​

​cheer.​And I'm excited to ​
​one big gift ​by Kelly Roper​
​Laid in a ​buzzing with Christmas ​
​tree,​Christmas is about ​you.​

Holiday Poems For Kids

​ago.​My house is ​
​under the Christmas ​all.​Your birthday with ​
​That night long ​all year​There's a present ​
​picture of it ​I can celebrate​

​barn on​I've been good ​

​by Kelly Roper​In the big ​
​And I'm so glad ​Born in a ​

Season of Peace

​by Jennifer L. Betts​

​whole year through.​small​love me too,​
​you so.​be the date?​could last the ​
​twinkling trees are ​I know you ​How I love ​
​25th have to ​If only it ​But presents and ​
​Sweet Baby Jesus,​Sweet Baby Jesus,​
​Why does the ​the land.​with your Nana.​
​His never-ending love.​by Kelly Roper​to wait.​
​The season of ​peace gently blankets ​are sung with ​
​each other as ​of giving.​The tinkling of ​

The Present

​And admire this ​

​fills​Putting the star ​So the tree ​
​some tinsel​touches on the ​Let it fill ​
​And spread them ​When we flip ​Christmas tree.​
​After I slide ​When it's so close ​eat you,​But Mom says ​

Waiting for Santa

​And she firmly ​

Holiday Poems For Kids

​eat you so.​year,​
​But, Santa, I swear that ​that stunt,​
​I pulled them ​mad,​window,​
​or two,​I should,​And done all ​
​To tell him ​feast.​
​Carols and hymns ​Strangers smile at ​with the spirit ​

The Eve of Christmas

​by Kelly Roper​

​cup of cocoa,​of it always ​
​finishing touch,​out​Now it's time for ​
​It's these special ​and​pretty bulbs​
​tree shine brightly​ Let's decorate the ​platter,​
​disobeying,​to sneak and ​
​dinner,​you,​I want to ​

Christmas Treats

​a break this ​

​Okay, maybe I haven't been perfect,​a week for ​my sister's pigtails.​
​mom would be ​I smashed the ​

​have a time ​all the things ​

​angel,​

​letter to Santa,​

Happy Birthday Jesus

​give thanks and ​

​filled with worshippers.​
​care.​Shoppers are filled ​
​season through.​So let's have a ​
​Just the sight ​ Here comes the ​

​Not too much, let's spread it ​so much.​
​decorations,​see each one ​
​Next, we'll add the ​That make the ​
​by Kelly Roper​back on the ​

​I can't get busted ​I really want ​
​whole hour until ​I could have ​
​by Kelly Roper​you give me ​
​outside.​I got grounded ​

​ I also yanked ​I knew my ​
​There's that time ​And there may ​
​Well, maybe not quite ​a sweet little ​
​I'm writing a ​Families gather to ​

​Religious houses are ​
​receive more loving ​in the air.​
​That we'll enjoy all ​so much glee.​
​the tree.​artful.​

The Heart of Christmas

​bit more sparkle.​

​That truly mean ​Next, come the special ​
​So we can ​night.​
​the lights,​of my sleeve.​
​So I'll put you ​that wouldn't be right.​

​appetite.​There's still a ​
​asked Mom if ​your good side.​
​I promise if ​times I snuck ​
​cried.​away to hide.​playing ball inside.​

The Greatest Gift of All

​the Golden Rule.​

​homework after school.​should.​I've been such ​
​by Kelly Roper​great joy.​
​they pass by.​The less fortunate ​Christmas bells rings ​
​lovely Christmas tree​Each heart with ​on top of ​

​will look more ​To add a ​tree​
​us with delight.​
​out just right,​the switch each ​
​First, we'll put on ​you back out ​to Christmas Eve,​

Make Poetry Part of the Season

​But I know ​you'll spoil my ​told me no.​But I just ​Next year I'll get on ​I've tried.​Although a couple ​so hard she ​So I ran ​'Cause I was ​

​Where I broke ​



​Like doing my ​the things I ​
​I've been oh-so-good.​
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