A chubby little snowman
had a carrot nose.
Along came a bunny,
and what do you suppose?
That hungry little bunny,
looking for some lunch,
Grabbed that snowman’s nose,
Nibble, nibble, crunch!
Frosty is the morning;
But the sun is bright,
Flooding all the landscape
With its golden light.
Hark the sounds of laughter
And the voices shrill!
See the happy children
Coasting down the hill.
There are Tom and Charley,
And their sister Nell;
There are John and Willie,
Kate and Isabel -
Eyes with pleasure beaming,
Cheeks with health aglow;
Bless the merry children,
Trudging through the snow!
Now I hear them shouting,
"Ready! Clear the track!"
Down the slope they're rushing,
Now they're trotting back.
Full of fun and frolic,
Thus they come and go.
Coasting down the hillside,
Trudging through the snow.
The first little reindeer went to the market
To buy some Christmas trees.
The second little reindeer went to the elf shop
To supervise the toys.
The third little reindeer hurried to he cookie factory
To prepare for girls and boys.
The fourth little reindeer went to the TV stations
To ready the Christmas shows.
And the fifth little reindeer went to see Heat Mister and Cold Mister
To order the season's snows.
Has anybody seen Santa, around their Christmas tree?
Has anybody seen Santa? I think he forgot about me.
Was it because I forgot to brush my teeth or put my toys away?
If you happen to see Santa, send him my way.
Has anybody seen Santa, around their Christmas tree?
Has anybody seen Santa? I think he forgot about me.
Was it because I broke my mother’s favorite vase and didn’t make my bed today?
If you happen to see Santa, send him my way.
Has anybody seen Santa, around their Christmas tree?
Has anybody seen Santa? I think he forgot about me.
Was it because I popped my sisters red balloon and microwaved my clay?
If you happen to see Santa, send him my way.
Has anybody seen Santa, around their Christmas tree?
Has anybody seen Santa? I think he forgot about me.
Was it because I cut my sister’s hair real short and gave my baby brother away?
If you happen to see Santa, send him my way.
Look! Under the tree, presents for me! Thank you Santa I promise I’ll never, EVER give my baby brother away again!
Each year does cast a piece of time
One human step for us to climb
Twelve months of counted nights and days
Completes us through a yearly phase
One thing's for sure while we do live
We’ll never know what life will give
Anticipation's just a view
For what may happen, could come true
So many times we’re filled with thought
Some last a lifetime, some do not
We live through choices made within
How we should strive to stave off sin
Pray often for what’s good to be
And let your love spread openly
God clearly wants for us to know
His way leads to eternal glow
Do greet first day with hope held high
And keep your heart your watchful eye.
If I were Father Christmas
I’d deliver all my toys
By rocket ship, a sleigh’s too slow
For eager girls and boys,
I’d nip down every chimney-pot
And never miss a roof,
While Rudolph worked the ship’s controls
With antler tip and hoof.
Richard Edwards.
See the pretty snowflakes
Falling from the sky;
On the wall and housetops
Soft and thick they lie.
On the window ledges,
On the branches bare;
Now how fast they gather,
Filling all the air.
Look into the garden,
Where the grass was green;
Covered by the snowflakes,
Not a blade is seen.
Now the bare black bushes
All look soft and white,
Every twig is laden,
What a pretty sight!
I’m a little snowman short and fat,
Here is my scarf and here is my hat.
When I see the snowfall,
Hear me shout
“All you children please come out!”
I’ve been waiting for Christmas,
And it’s almost here.
I’ve been waiting for Christmas,
Santa’s getting near.
Can’t you hear the sleigh bells ringing?
Reindeer up so high.
Can’t you hear the children singing,
As they watch the sky?
I baked a Gingerbread man!
He'll run as fast as he can,
To bring you this Christmas Wish.
In return for this greetin,
He requests NOT to be eaten.
But will gladly accept a KISS!
Only a night from old to new!
Only a night, and so much wrought!
The Old Year's heart all weary grew,
But said: "The New Year rest has brought
The Old Year's hopes its heart laid down,
As in a grave; but trusting, said:
"The blossom of the New Year's crown
Bloom from the ashes of the dead."
The Old Year's heart was full of greed;
With selfishness it longed and ached,
And cried: "I have not half I need.
My thirst is bitter and unslaked.
But to the New Year's generous hand
All gifts in plenty shall return;
True love it shall understand;
By all my failures it shall learn.
I have been reckless; it shall be
Quiet and calm and pure of life.
I was a slave; it shall go free,
And find sweet pеace where I leave strife."
Only a night from old to new!
Never a night such changes brought.
The Old Year had its work to do;
No New Year miracles are wrought.
Always a night from old to new!
Night and the healing balm of sleep!
Each morn is New Year's morn come true,
Morn of a festival to keep.
All nights are sacred nights to make
Confession and resolve and prayer;
All days are sacred days to wake
New gladness in the sunny air.
Only a night from old to new;
Only a sleep from night to morn.
The new is but the old come true;
Each sunrise sees a new year born.
A New Year is beginning,
Be joyful, one and all!
Then turn and face each other
And share this friendly call:
I wish a happy New Year,
A glad New Year,
A bright New Year;
I wish a happy New Year,
A glad New Year to you!
Dashing through the snow,
In a one-horse open sleigh,
O’er fields we go, laughing all the way.
Bells on bobtail ring, making spirit bright,
What fun it is to ride and sing
The sleighing song tonight!
Jingle bells, jingle bells,
Jingle all the way.
Oh, what fun it is to ride
In a one-horse open sleigh!
We are a band of carollers,
We march through frost and snow,
But care not for the weather
As on our way we go.
At every hall or cottage
That stands upon our way,
We stop to give the people
Best wishes for the day.
We pray a merry Christmas,
Made bright by Christmas cheer,
With peace, and hope, and gladness
And all they may hold dear.
And for all those that happen
To pass us on our way
We have a smile, and wish them
A merry Christmas-day.
My Christmas wish for you, my friend
Is not a simple one
For I wish you hope and joy and peace
Days filled with warmth and sun
I wish you love and friendship too
Throughout the coming year
Lots of laughter and happiness
To fill your world with cheer
May you count your blessings, one by one
And when totaled by the lot
May you find all you’ve been given
To be more than what you sought
May your journeys be short, your burdens light
May your spirit never grow old
May all your clouds have silver linings
And your rainbows pots of gold
I wish this all and so much more
May all your dreams come true
May you have a Merry Christmas friend
And a happy New Year, too.
Jolly old Saint Nicholas,
Lean your ear this way,
Don’t you tell a single soul
What I’m going to say.
Christmas Eve is coming soon,
Now you dear old man,
Whisper what you’ll bring to me,
Tell me if you can.
When the clock is striking twelve,
When I’m fast asleep,
Down the chimney, broad and black,
With your pack you’ll creep.
All the stockings you will find,
Hanging in a row,
Mine will be the shortest one,
You’ll be sure to know.
Johnny wants a pair of skates,
Susie wants a sled,
Nelly wants a picturebook,
Yellow, blue and red,
Now I think I’ll leave to you
What to give the rest;
Choose for me, dear Santa Claus,
You will know the best.
Once there was a snowman,
Who stood outside the door,
He wished that he could come inside,
And run about the floor.
He wished that he could warm himself,
Beside the fire, so red,
He wished that he could climb
Upon the big white bed.
So he called to the North Wind,
“Come and help me, pray,
For I’m completely frozen,
Standing here all day.”
So the North Wind came along,
And blew him in the door,
And now there nothing left,
But a puddle on the floor!
The wind is whispering secrets
It's voice is soft and low.
There are white and wintery secrets
In the quiet falling snow.
Hear secrets in the footsteps
Of the people on the street.
And in gay, ribboned packages
Of everyone you meet.
There are merry secrets twinkling
In the eyes of many a child.
Secrets kept by Mum and Dad
When you asked, they only smiled.
Oh, our world is full of secrets
Now steal quietly away.
Till they open up like magic
On a wonderous Christmas Day.
When you wake up Christmas morning
If you've been very good.
Santa will have filled your stocking
As you hoped he would.
So close your eyes up tightly
And make a wish or two.
For Santa is coming very soon
With presents just for you!
A good time is coming, I wish it were here,
The very best time in the whole of the year;
I’m counting each day on my fingers and thumbs,
the weeks that must pass before Santa Claus comes.
Then when the first snowflakes begin to come down,
And the wind whistles sharp and the branches are brown,
I’ll not mind the cold, though my fingers it numbs,
For it brings the time nearer when Santa Claus comes.
And the Grinch, with his Grinch-feet ice cold in the snow,
Stood puzzling and puzzling, how could it be so?
It came without ribbons. It came without tags.
It came without packages, boxes or bags.
And he puzzled and puzzled ’till his puzzler was sore.
Then the Grinch thought of something he hadn’t before.
What if Christmas, he thought, doesn’t come from a store?
What if Christmas, perhaps, means a little bit more?
I like to visit Santa Claus
When Christmastime is near.
It’s fun to climb up on his lap
And whisper in his ear.
He says, “My dear, have you been good?
Have you done what Mother said you should?
Do you brush your teeth and hair each day?
Are you kind to others when you play?
I listen to each question
And answer every one.
Although I am ashamed to say
I must say no to some.
But Santa never scares me;
He doesn’t even scold.
He just says, “Try again, my dear,
You’re a fine lad, I am told.”
Gee, I like to visit Santa Claus
When Christmastime is near.
It’s fun to climb up on his lap
And whisper in his ear...
A chubby little snowman
had a carrot nose.
Along came a bunny,
and what do you suppose?
That hungry little bunny,
looking for some lunch,
Grabbed that snowman’s nose,
Nibble, nibble, crunch!
The funniest face
looked out at me
From a silver ball
On the Christmas Tree!
At first I thought
It was Santa’s elf,
But I looked again and
It was just myself!
Two merry blue eyes
A very little nose
A long snowy beard
And cheeks like a rose
A round, chubby man
A big, bulging pack
Hurray for old Santa
We’re glad he’s come back!
Rudolph, the red-nosed reindeer
had a very shiny nose.
And if you ever saw it,
you would even say it glows.
All of the other reindeer
used to laugh and call him names.
They never let poor Rudolph
join in any reindeer games.
Then one foggy Christmas Eve
Santa came to say:
“Rudolph with your nose so bright,
won’t you guide my sleigh tonight?”
Then how the reindeer loved him
and they shouted out with glee:
“Rudolph the red-nosed reindeer,
you’ll go down in history!
I don’t know why they’re blaming me
When all I did was climb a tree
And bat a shiny silver ball.
How could I know the tree would fall?
And when those silly lights went out
They didn’t have to scream and shout
And turf me out and shut the door.
Now no one loves me any more.
I’m in the kitchen by myself.
But wait! What’s on that high-up shelf?
A lovely turkey, big and fat!
How nice! They do still love their cat.
Christmas is forever, not for just one day,
for loving, sharing, giving, are not to put away
like bells and lights and tinsel, in some box upon a shelf.
The good you do for others is good you do yourself.
Peace on Earth, good will to men,
kind thoughts and words of cheer,
are things we should use often
and not just once a year.
Remember too the Christ-child, grew up to be a man;
to hide him in a cradle, is not our dear Lord’s plan.
So keep the Christmas spirit, share it with others far and near,
from week to week and month to month, throughout the entire year!
Oh, hush thee, little Dear-my-Soul,
The evening shades are falling,–
Hush thee, my dear, dost thou not hear
The voice of the Master calling?
Deep lies the snow upon the earth,
But all the sky is ringing
With joyous song, and all night long
The stars shall dance, with singing.
Oh, hush thee, little Dear-my-Soul,
And close thine eyes in dreaming,
And angels fair shall lead thee where
The singing stars are beaming.
A shepherd calls his little lambs,
And he longeth to caress them;
He bids them rest upon his breast,
That his tender love may bless them.
So, hush thee, little Dear-my-Soul,
Whilst evening shades are falling,
And above the song of the heavenly throng
Thou shalt hear the Master calling.
At the break of Christmas Day,
Through the frosty starlight ringing,
Faint and sweet and far away,
Comes the sound of children, singing,
Chanting, singing,
“Cease to mourn,
For Christ is born,
Peace and joy to all men bringing!”
Careless that the chill winds blow,
Growing stronger, sweeter, clearer,
Noiseless footfalls in the snow,
Bring the happy voices nearer;
Hear them singing,
“Winter’s drear,
But Christ is here,
Mirth and gladness with Him bringing.”
“Merry Christmas!” hear them say,
As the East is growing lighter;
“May the joy of Christmas Day
Make your whole year gladder, brighter!”
Join their singing,
“To each home
Our Christ has come,
All Love’s treasures with Him bringing!”
