Create Christmas Magic with Poetry
Christmas time is time for family and fond memories. Holiday poetry can be a great way to gather the children around the Christmas tree and create some family time they will treasure. Here are a few loved poems that are sure to spice up your holiday season.
Nursery Rhyme with Craft for Little Ones
This reindeer poem pairs well with a craft time. Little ones love to dream of reindeer and Santa’s sleigh. Follow this link to find some fun and easy Christmas reindeer crafts that they can create, and then read along with this clever poem together!
Five Little Reindeer
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.
Tribute to Mothers at Christmas
What Christmas is complete without a loving mother, grandmother or aunt who cooks, cleans, bakes or creates Christmas love for all of us? This celebration of those special women in our lives will help children stop and feel appreciative for all that is done to make their Christmas worthwhile. Maybe print it out with a small gift for their own mom, or have them recite it for her! That would definitely make a mom’s Christmas to feel appreciated and loved.
Mom is Making Christmas
By Vicky A. Luong
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 stitched 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.
Class Christmas Poetry
A true classic poem for Christmas time, this literary masterpiece is a wonderful way to spread the Christmas joy to your family. Setting around the Christmas tree, display a manger scene and enjoy the peace the words can bring.
The Holy Night
By Elizabeth Barrett Browning
We sate among the stalls at Bethlehem;
The dumb kine from their fodder turning them,
Softened their horned faces
To almost human gazes
Toward the newly Born:
The simple shepherds from the star-lit brooks
Brought their visionary looks,
As yet in their astonied hearing rung
The strange sweet angel-tongue:
The magi of the East, in sandals worn,
Knelt reverent, sweeping round,
With long pale beards, their gifts upon the ground,
The incense, myrrh, and gold
These baby hands were impotent to hold:
So let all earthlies and celestials wait
Upon thy royal state.
Sleep, sleep, my kingly One!