There’s no hope for a quick release
I can’t fly South to hug my niece
Who celebrates three years today!
As COVID means no Aussie stay…
But through the months I’ve watched her grow
So many arrows to her bow
As Isabella shares
my sign
And Archers aim high every time!
You like to dress up, face the lens
Chatter with your little friends
Bathe in limelight, unafraid
The world’s your oyster, little maid!
Growing up means learning, sharing,
Thinking for yourself and caring
Both Grannies and your Mum agree
Enthusiasm is the key.
You’re bubbly, like the best champagne;
Dad says you know your mind – and reign!
Attention-seeking? (Yes, a bit)
Oz has talent - you’re a hit!
At three, Sweet Lass, your world expands
My Blog is read in many lands
Auntie hugs you from afar
Happy birthday! You’re a star!
(c) Poet in the woods 2020
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