Watching grandad

• Bec Mahon, Grade 10
• Poetry
• 2006

I was watching Grandad,
He butters his bread,
Using a lot of butter,
Then he carefully slices his meat,
Which is always one centimetre thick,
He places his meat gracefully on his buttered bread,
And the cuts his tomato into really thin slices,
After he places his tomato onto his meat,
He gets some pickles,
And smears them all over the other buttered piece of bread,
Then he places the two slices of bread together,
Cuts the sandwich in half,
Puts it onto a plate,
And then places it onto the table and goes and makes a cup of tea.
I was watching Grandad.
He makes the same sandwich everyday.