Christmas Poems 2025

In a world adorned with snow so white, Underneath the stars shining bright, Comes a season filled with cheer, Christmas magic drawing near.

Glistening trees with ornaments hung, Carols sung by old and young, Little ones with eyes so wide, Dreams of reindeer taking a ride.

Snowflakes dance in the winter air, Covering the ground with a blanket fair, Footprints left by boots so small, In a wondrous, snowy ball.

Santa's workshop buzzing with glee, Elves crafting gifts for you and me, Toy trains chug and dolls blink an eye, In a world where dreams touch the sky.

Stockings hung by the fireplace with care, Await surprises, a joy to share, Milk and cookies left behind, For Santa's visit, so kind.

Jingle bells in the frosty night, Guiding sleighs with a twinkling light, Rudolph's nose, a crimson hue, Leading the way, the whole night through.

Families gather, hearts full of love, Around a table, blessings from above, Laughter echoes, warmth in the air, A Christmas feast beyond compare.

Gifts wrapped with ribbons so bright, Torn open with sheer delight, Paper crinkles, joyous sound, Love and happiness all around.

As the fireplace crackles, warmth in the hearth, The magic of Christmas, a gift of mirth, In the quiet night, a lullaby, Wishing all, a sweet goodbye.

So, children, dream of joy and light, As Santa soars through the silent night, Christmas whispers in the winter air, A season of love, beyond compare.

In a land of snowy white, On a magical Christmas night, Santa and his reindeer take flight, Spreading joy with all their might.

With presents piled high in his sleigh, Santa sets off without delay, To visit kids who've waited all day, For the jolly man in his red array.

Down chimneys with care, he'll creep, While children lie in peaceful sleep, In their dreams, his promise they keep, That gifts under the tree will be heaped.

In every home, a twinkling light, Guides Santa through the silent night, He leaves behind pure delight, As he disappears into the starry height.

So remember, children, big and small, The magic of Christmas, one and all, For Santa's visit in the frosty thrall, Is a gift of love to cherish, that's our call.

In the quiet of a winter's night, When the world is bathed in silvery light, Snowflakes fall, a wondrous sight, Each one unique, pure and white.

They dance from the sky, so free, Like tiny fairies, full of glee, Twirling, swirling, you'll agree, Their beauty is a marvel to see.

With mittens on, and hats pulled tight, Children race to play and sleigh, In this winter wonderland so bright, Where snowflakes weave their ballet.

Build a snowman, have a snowball fight, Under the cold, clear starry night, With laughter and smiles, pure and bright, Snowflakes bring us such delight.

So when winter's chill is in the air, And snowflakes fall from everywhere, Remember, they're like a whispered prayer, A gift from nature, beyond compare.

We sate among the stalls at Bethlehem; The dumb kine from their fodder turning them, Softened their horn'd faces, To almost human gazes Toward the newly Born: The simple shepherds from the star-lit brooks Brought visionary looks, As yet in their astonished 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!