Santa is a Ranching Man
Poem by Evelyn Roper
Santa is a Ranching Man
Santa is a ranching man
He and his help work all year through
Although sometimes his hands are” green”
They`re “Top” in all they do
Santa is a ranching man
He raises and culls a list of girls and boys
The harvest? Gifts to the good ones
Of special, hand-picked toys
Santa is a ranching man
Here is one more reason why
He drives a sleigh with his best team
(Even trained them how to fly!)
It could be argued- of clothes and things
His attire: boots, a belt and hat
The dressing makes Santa a ranching man
But that`s not where it’s at
He watches the weather and still goes out
To work in the rank and cold
Under the stars (or a blanket of snow)
When surely it gets old
But tradition runs strong when one knows that it`s right
So, to all across the land
“Merry Christmas to all and to all a Good Night”
From Santa, The Ranching Man!
-and Christmas
“Eve”lyn Roper
