My Special Watch

I see the golden watch kept warm in my grandpa's hand.
He passes it calmly over to me and I stare at its shiny colour.
It rattles in my hand as I excitedly show my mum, dad and sisters.
I look to the side and see my grandma getting the golden toast out of the toaster, she gets a plate and puts the creamy, smooth butter on it.
I smile at her and turn back to my grandpa.
He looks and smiles.
His memories will never be forgotten.
His love, affection, determination will be kept in my heart.
And then I look to the watch.