I first met this pretty poppet
on a sunny, Monday afternoon.
We were formally introduced,
though, to be fair, she was halfway
through quite an interesting snooze.
I was instantaneously besotted!
Three weeks old and she had learned so much!
Juliet nestled, affably, upon my shoulder,
listening, intently to nursery rhymes,
discovering meanings in stories I told,
glancing, askance, from the side of her eye.
This genius of learning, only three weeks old,
extended her lungs as she started to cry.
Her beating heart was connected to mine,
On a Superfast Broadband to my soul!
A pristine addition to our growing clan!
A beautiful heralds glorious times!
The evening Standard, with their headline, ran:
JULIET MAKES HER GRANDAD A HAPPY MAN!