My son, William Bednar "In Winter" a poem

My Son, William Bednar, Actor, Writer, Poet, Musician
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"In Winter" 
by William Bednar 

The sweetest love

Is love that’s innocent,

And you have always known

The child in me

And loved these paws,

My soft, symphoric hands,

That love the miles

Of snowfall in your eyes.

Tomorrow will renew today

And herald in our holly-tide,

Will charm December, wake

The sleeping World into parity,

And revel with

The sudden solstice

Of our hearts.

In love, I learn the truth

Of the unlearned soul;

Each moment is a dance,

Each hour is mint

And cinnamon and snow,

Each kiss is fresh

When months are cold,

Each minute new

When days are short,

And when my love

Is worn by you.