The Christmas Number Poem. Poem by margaret haig

One Star to shine, over the stable that first Christmas morn,

One Angel Gabriel, gave the message, Jesus would be born;

One stable to stay in, cause there was no room in the inn,

And One new King born, to be our Saviour, to save us from sin.


Two parents to come, give a child a new start,

Two cousins, who found each did love God from the heart;

Two special people, who blessed the new Saviour,

And two baby boys born, for a reason, in Gods favor.


Three wise men, came traveling from the east,

Three gifts to be given, to a new king, our high Priest;

Three sets of people, see the babe in the manger,

And three days journey for the new family in danger.


Four or more, shepherds heard the angel speak, in the sky,

Four or more angels singing, praises, the shepherds did sigh;

Four or more soldiers searching for the new born king,

And four or more reasons why we our praises should sing.