In red-rose-onesie and red frill
My tiny niece is dressed to kill
Sophisticated yet so young
Ready for a catwalk run!
Sublime, serene and so at ease
Isabella charms birds off the trees
She lies relaxed, unfazed by lens
In no time she'll be setting trends!
At barely two months and a bit
With her vast wardrobe she's a hit
Auntie needs no invitation
To declare her - a sensation!
(c) Poet in the woods 2018