A Child is Born
by: Contessa Anderson

In the manager is where the baby sleeps throughout the night.
Beside the baby there stood three angels that watch the baby as he sleeps.
In the dark sky, there was a bright star for the angels to see.
Within the angels hand, she held a lamb as white as a cloud.
Around the room no one else in sight, only the three angels and the babe.
Upon the babe's head, the angel taps him with a kiss as he sleeps through the night.
Throughout the cold, cold night the baby slept
Until the night was gone and daybreak came.
The angels watched the child until he awakened.
In the morning time with a grin on his face.

Snow Fun
by: Maygan Chasteen

Around the town the snow was falling
Through the night that kids were calling
All day long the teachers were yelling, yelling at them all
Past the long, long day they were finally free
Since it was a joyous day the kids were jolly, jolly as can be
All day long the children were at work
Near the park all day long they had fun, all day long
Except when they had to quit
Beyond that day now friendships were made
In the course of time the snow began to fade, fade away.

Christmas is Fun
by: Heather Ramer

Christmas is fun
Like being wrapped in a bun
Toward the windows kids run
During the time when jingle bells rung
Making music throughout the town
But within minutes, things settle down
From the chimney, he comes down
Reminds me of a fat man, dressed up like a clown
Since Christmas is fun
Like being wrapped up in a bun
I think I'll be a kid and run, run, run!

Pine Tree Chickadees
by: Andrew DeHoog

Through the woods
Past the hill
Upon the big tree
Were three little chickadees
Around they scurry
So plump and flurry
And singing all the time
But there they fly
Into the light blue sky
Without a trace
And without some berries to taste.

Santa Bear
by: Allie Bonnom

Under the bear wheels are spinning,
On the bike the bear is grinning.
Among the presents there is a horn,
Through the town early in the morn.
Since it's Christmas take some toys,
For all the little girls and boys.
Over a hill and past a lake,
Hurry before the children wake.
Toward the house where the children live,
Now the presents he can give.