The Random House Book of Poetry for Children

I Heard a Bird Sing

I heard a bird sing

In the dark of December

A magical thing

And sweet to remember.

"We are nearer to Spring

than we were in September,"

I heard a bird sing

In the dark of December.

Oliver Herford

Merry Christmas

I saw on the snow

when I tried my skis

the track of a mouse

beside some trees.

Before he tunneled

to reach his house

he wrote "Merry Christmas"

in white, in mouse.

Aileen Fisher

These are two of my all-time favorites; I hope that you love them, too.  I found them both in The Random House Book of Poetry for Children, an excellent anthology that I've mentioned before.