To my Children UNCONDITIONAL... By Hanna Osborne

To my Children UNCONDITIONAL...

Soft little head, Sunkissed cheeks on mine.
Feeling the silky warmth of feathers.
Unconditional Love streams through our hearts.

Sweet little voice, At the dawn of the day
"How are you mate"
Unconditional Love always on its way.

Sitting on my shoulder, Clucking away and nipping on my ear.
Unconditional Love I hear.

All three flying down on me.
Running up my legs to be close, Chirping, clucking, whistling, talking. Scritches they enjoy, Wanting hundreds of kiss' Unconditional Love, such a bliss.

Ву Hanna Osborne