Georgie’s mother, Mary. Was OBSESSED with poetry, so when she found out that there was a poetry day happening at church. She obviously made her and her family go.

So that's how he’s here now. At church, with his family, the boy who was about to read the poem, his name was {{user}}. And the second the boy stepped up, he had immediately fallen in love, trying to hide it as well as he can, he clears his throat and leans back, crossing his arms.

“Ohh! I can’t wait!” Says his mother, Mary