Cards, Soap and Isabella

The magic of the camera lens

Captures memories and trends

Preserving moments for all time

And once again inspires my rhyme.

 

Spellbound by Isabella’s gaze

Caught in meditative phase

As to what lies within - who knows

In the karma of this yoga pose …

 

Can't you see her on a Hallmark card

With cheeky innocence – off guard?

She seems to know which pose to take

Her graceful sense of poise -   innate!

 

Childhood – brief but precious time,

Sweet innocence untouched by grime;

Our Isabella’s fresh-faced glow

Recalls Pears Soap ads long ago …

(c) Poet in the woods 2023