Rockingham Remembered
The Christmas Page
Have A Blessed
Christmas
Poor ol' Santa just wiggled n' twisted and
turned,
When we asked him what kind of present
he thought you had earned.
He blew on his horn...then jingled his bells,
and began to sing a song about the story his
elves tell.
Santa's helpers said that you were snooping
under the tree.
Shaking n' rattling boxes...hoping your present
you'd see.
We've been marchin' through stores in search
for your gift.
But....we're in trouble....there's not much left !
I asked "ALL" of these Santas if they knew
what I could do.
They said the best present I could give was my
love to you.

soooooooooooo........
With LOVE and a wish for a very
Blessed Christmas to you and your loved ones.