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5 Christmas Poems For Preschoolers

  1. A Christmas Alphabet PoemA is for Angels, appearing so bright, telling of Jesus that first Christmas night.
    “And suddenly there was with the angel a multitude of the heavenly host.” Luke 2:13.

    B is for Bethlehem, crowded and old, birthplace of Jesus by prophet foretold.
    “But thou, Bethlehem Ephratah, out of thee shall he come forth unto me that is to be ruler in Israel.” Micah 5:2.

    C is for Cattle, their manger His bed, there in the trough where He laid His head.
    “And she brought forth her firstborn son, and wrapped him in swaddling clothes, and
    laid him in a manger.” Luke 2:7.

    D is for David and his ancient throne promised forever to Jesus alone.
    “He shall be great, and shall be called the Son of the Highest; and the Lord God
    shall give unto him the throne of his father David.” Luke 1:32.

    E is for East, where shone the bright star which Magi on camels followed afar.
    “Behold, there came wise men from the east asking ‘Where is the king of the Jews?'” Matthew 2:1,2.

    F is for Frankincense, with myrrh and gold, brought by the Wise Men as Matthew has told.
    “And when they had opened their treasurers, they presented unto him gifts gold, frankincense, and myrrh.” Matthew 2:11.

    G is for God, who from heaven above sent down to mankind the Son of His love.
    “For God so loved the world that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believes in him should not perish but have everlasting life.” John 3:16.

    H is for Herod, whose murderous scheme was told to Joseph in a nocturnal dream.
    “The angel of the Lord appeared to Joseph in a dream, saying, Arise and take the young child and his mother and flee into Egypt… for Herod will seek the young child to destroy him.” Matthew 2:13.

    I is for Immanuel, “God with us,” for Christ brought man back to the Father’s house.
    “Behold, a virgin shall conceive, and bear a son, and shall call his name Immanuel.” Isaiah 7:14.

    J is for Joseph so noble and just, obeying God’s word with absolute trust.
    “Then Joseph being raised from sleep did as the angel of the Lord had bidden him, and took unto him his wife.” Matthew 1:24.

    K is for King. A true king He would be, coming in power and authority.
    “Rejoice greatly, O daughter of Zion; shout, O daughter of Jerusalem; behold, the King cometh unto thee; he is just, and having salvation.” Zechariah 9:9.

    L is for Love that He brought down to earth God enfleshed in lowly birth.
    “In this was manifested the love of God toward us, because God sent his only begotten Son into the world, that we might live through him.” 1 John 4:9.

    M is for Mary, His mother so brave, counting God faithful and mighty to save.
    “And Mary said, Behold the handmaid of the Lord; be it unto me according to thy word.” Luke 1:38.

    N is for Night, when the Savior was born for nations of earth and people forlorn.
    “And there were in the same country shepherds abiding in the field, keeping watch over their flock by night.” Luke 2:8.

    O is for Omega, meaning “the last;” He’s eternal present, future and past.
    “I am the Alpha and Omega, the beginning and the end, the first and the last.” Revelation 22:13.

    P is for Prophets, when living on earth foretold His redemption and blessed birth.
    “I see him, but not now; I behold him, but not near. A star will come out of Jacob; a sceptre will rise out of Israel.” Numbers 24:17.

    Q is for Quickly, as shepherds who heard hastened to act on that heavenly word.
    “And they came with haste, and found Mary, and Joseph, and the babe lying in a manger.” Luke 2:16.

    R is for Rejoice. The sorrow of sin is banished forever when Jesus comes in.
    “And you will have joy and gladness; and many will rejoice at his birth.” Luke 1:14.

    S is for Savior. To be this He came; the angel of God assigned Him His name.
    “She will bring forth a son, and you will call his name JESUS, for he will save his people from their sins.” Matthew 1:21.

    T is for Tidings of joy, not of danger, telling of Him who was laid in a manger.
    “And the angel said unto them, Fear not for, behold, I bring you good tidings of great joy, which shall be to all people.” Luke 2:10.

    U is for Us, to whom Jesus was given to show us the way and take us to heaven.
    “For unto you is born this day in the city of David, a Savior, which is Christ the Lord.” Luke 2:11.

    V is for Virgin, foretold by the sage, God’s revelation on prophecy’s page.
    “Behold, a virgin shall be with child, and shall bring forth a Son, and they shall call his name Emmanuel, which being interpreted is, God with us.” Matthew 1:23.

    W is for Wonderful, His works and His words, the King of all Kings, the Lord of all Lords.
    “For unto us a child is born, unto us a son is given… and his name shall be called Wonderful, Counselor, The mighty God, The everlasting Father, The Prince of Peace.” Isaiah 9:6.

    X is for Christ. It’s X in the Greek, Anointed, Messiah, mighty, yet meek.
    “God anointed Jesus of Nazareth with the Holy Spirit and with power.” Acts 10:38.

    Y is for Yes, called God’s Yes in His Word; God’s answer to all is Jesus the Lord.
    “For all the promises of God in him are yea, and in him Amen, unto the glory of God by us.” 2 Corinthians 1:20.

    Z is for Zeal as it burned in Christ’s heart. Lord, by thy Spirit to us zeal impart.
    “And his disciples remembered that it was written, the zeal of your house has eaten me up.” John 2:17.

    By Laura

    Read source at : http://www.dltk-bible.com/alphabet-poem.htm

  2. LIFE AS A PRINCESSLife as a princess
    Would be very neat…
    I could wear a pretty gold dress
    And shiny slippers on my feet.

    Life as a princess
    Would be really grand…
    I could wear a cool tiara
    And wave a wand with my hand.

    Life as a princess
    Would be a delight…
    I could take the king’s money
    And buy everything in sight.

    Life as a princess
    Would be so nice…
    But I cannot have it all
    Without paying a price.

    Life as a princess
    Would keep me busy all day…
    I would have a royal life
    But not a lot of time to play.

    Life as a princess
    Might be a little hard…
    I cannot be alone
    Not even to play in my yard.

    Life as a princess
    Would require some thought…
    I must always act proper
    Because my picture is sought.

    Life as a princess
    Would not be a retreat…
    There are lots of things to do
    And so many people to meet.

    Life as a princess
    Would be a wild ride…
    But the kingdom has laws
    And I have to abide.

    Life as a princess
    Still means bedtime at eight…
    School in the morning
    And no getting up late.

    Life as a princess
    Means when dinner is ready…
    I must eat all my vegetables
    While holding my fork steady.

    Life as a princess
    Means no time for fun…
    I have to sit on my throne
    When all I want to do is run.

    Life as a princess
    Is not quite a dream come true…
    The queen keeps me busy.
    There’s always things to do.

    Life as a princess
    Is starting to stink…
    I am tired of this gold dress.
    I wish it was pink!

    Life as a princess
    Makes me cry, “Boo-hoos.”
    I would trade in these slippers
    For a pair of tennis shoes.

    You see, life as a princess
    Is not what I really want to be…
    Because what is that life
    Without my own family?

    By Sarah Richard

    Read source at : http://www.short-story-time.com/life-as-a-princess.html

  3. LITTLE GOTTLIEBAcross the German Ocean,
    In a country far from our own,
    Once, a poor little boy, named Gottlieb,
    Lived with his mother alone.
    They dwelt in the part of a village
    Where the houses were poor and small,
    But the home of little Gottlieb,
    Was the poorest one of all
    He was not large enough to work,
    And his mother could do no more
    (Though she scarcely laid her knitting down)
    Than keep the wolf from the door.
    She had to take their threadbare clothes,
    And turn, and patch, and darn;
    For never any woman yet
    Grew rich by knitting yarn.
    And oft at night, beside her chair,
    Would Gottlieb sit, and plan
    The wonderful things he would do for her,
    When he grew to be a man.
    One night she sat and knitted,
    And Gottlieb sat and dreamed,
    When a happy fancy all at once
    Upon his vision beamed.
    ‘Twas only a week till Christmas,
    And Gottlieb knew that then
    The Christ-child, who was born that day,
    Sent down good gifts to men.
    But he said, “He will never find us,
    Our home is so mean and small.
    And we, who have most need of them,
    Will get no gifts at all.”
    When all at once a happy light
    Came into his eyes so blue,
    And lighted up his face with smiles,
    As he thought what he could do.
    Next day when the postman’s letters
    Came from all over the land;
    Came one for the Christ-child, written
    In a child’s poor trembling hand.
    You may think he was sorely puzzled
    What in the world to do;
    So he went to the Burgomaster,
    As the wisest man he knew.
    And when they opened the letter,
    They stood almost dismayed
    That such a little child should dare
    To ask the Lord for aid.
    Then the Burgomaster stammered,
    And scarce knew what to speak,
    And hastily he brushed aside
    A drop, like a tear, from his cheek.
    Then up he spoke right gruffly,
    And turned himself about:
    “This must be a very foolish boy,
    And a small one, too, no doubt.”
    But when six rosy children
    That night about him pressed,
    Poor, trusting little Gottlieb
    Stood near him, with the rest.
    And he heard his simple, touching prayer,
    Through all their noisy play;
    Though he tried his very best to put
    The thought of him away.
    A wise and learned man was he,
    Men called him good and just;
    But his wisdom seemed like foolishness,
    By that weak child’s simple trust.
    Now when the morn of Christmas came
    And the long, long week was done,
    Poor Gottlieb, who scarce could sleep,
    Rose up before the sun,
    And hastened to his mother,
    But he scarce might speak for fear,
    When he saw her wondering look, and saw
    The Burgomaster near.
    He wasn’t afraid of the Holy Babe,
    Nor his mother, meek and mild;
    But he felt as if so great a man
    Had never been a child.
    Amazed the poor child looked, to find
    The hearth was piled with wood,
    And the table, never full before,
    Was heaped with dainty food.
    Then half to hide from himself the truth
    The Burgomaster said,
    While the mother blessed him on her knees,
    And Gottlieb shook for dread;
    “Nay, give no thanks, my good dame,
    To such as me for aid,
    Be grateful to your little son,
    And the Lord to whom he prayed!”
    Then turning round to Gottlieb,
    “Your written prayer, you see,
    Came not to whom it was addressed,
    It only came to me!
    “‘Twas but a foolish thing you did,
    As you must understand;
    For though the gifts are yours, you know,
    You have them from my hand.”
    Then Gottlieb answered fearlessly,
    Where he humbly stood apart,
    “But the Christ-child sent them all the same,
    He put the thought in your heart!”

    By Alice and Phoebe Cary

    Read source at : http://www.short-story-time.com/kids-christmas-poems.html

  4. 5 Silly SnowmanFive Silly Snowmen dancing outside my door,
    One rolled away, and then there were four.
    Four Silly Snowmen climbing up a tree,
    One fell down, and then
    there were three.
    Three Silly Snowmen didn’t
    know what to do,
    One ran away, and then
    there were two.
    Two Silly Snowmen baking in
    the sun,
    One melted away, and then
    there was one.
    One Silly Snowman dancing
    round and round,
    He danced so much he melted
    to the ground.
    No more silly snowmen, they
    all have gone away,
    I hope I get to see them, on
    another winter’s day!

    By Debby Hill

    Read source at : http://www.mypreschool-crafts.com/winter–christmas-poems.html

  5. Little Elf

    There’s a little elf that’s sitting on my nose,
    There’s a little elf that’s sitting on my nose.
    He is sitting on my nose,
    Then off away he goes.
    Now there’s no little elf on my nose.
    There’s a little elf that’s sitting on my knee,
    There’s a little elf that’s sitting on my
    knee.
    He is sitting on my knee,
    Just watch and he will flee.
    Now there’s no little elf on my knee.
    There’s a little elf that’s sitting on my head,
    There’s a little elf that’s sitting on my head.
    He is sitting on my head,
    Then away he goes to bed.
    Now there’s no little elf on my head.

    By Unknown Author

    Read source at : http://www.mypreschool-crafts.com/winter–christmas-poems.html

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