I don't need Christmas silver or Gold.
Just a winter hug to keep out the cold.
Money is not the answer, coin or note.
Paul got it right in that song he wrote!

Material goods or wealth you can keep.
I can't cuddle them in my winter sleep.
What's beneath the wrapping and bow.
How deep does the love and feeling go?

So if Santa sees this while on his sleigh.
And he passes Arkles Lane, Anfield way.
I hope he can spare just a minute or two.
And make my Christmas wish come true!