Sandwiches

Yesterday,
I went to the deli
and ordered a grilled cheese on a roll.
The rest of that day was delicious.
Warm melted Swiss cheese.

Today,
I went to the deli
and ordered a chicken cutlet on a hero
with nothing on it.
The rest of my day was regular;
no sauce or anything extra needed.

The next day,
I went to the deli
And ordered a turkey, egg, and cheese
on a roll.
I tasted ketchup and mayonnaise
along with everything else.
I could have changed it,
but instead threw it away
disgusted and frustrated.
The rest of my day was not what I ordered.

The day after that,
I went to the deli
and ordered a tuna on whole wheat bread.
I received it on a hero
which I didn’t want because
I wasn’t that hungry.
So I decided to share
one half of my sandwich
with a homeless man
considering I had no one else
to share my sandwich with.

The day after that,
I went to the deli
and got a PB n J.
I bit into my sandwich
and tasted no jelly.
Not sweet,
but not a big deal for me either.
I went about the rest of my day
tasting peanut butter and bread.

I love this poem since it demonstrates how something as small as a sandwich can turn your whole day around. Small things can affect you more than you realize, but that all depends on you. I’ve been there myself as have we all.

God bless you all today. Have a great weekend all my darling avidReaders! 🥰👧

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