"Now cracks a noble heart. Goodnight, sweet prince, and flights of angels sing thee to thy rest" I spoke as Hamlet died in my arms Both the man and the play were finished today And I was the only one to survive it I sat at my desk in silence The death of my lord, My best friend, Still heavy in my heart And my teacher walked outside for water And it was so noisy around me But my soul was still giving it's respects When I heard my name She beckoned me to her I left the class room, Hamlet's only pallbearer, And she pointed And in a hole at the corner of the building Sat something so precious Peeking her little head out curiously And with just a glance in my direction The kitten hiding in the school building Took the other end of hamlet's coffin And Meleanie helped me to lift my side And we laid him to rest in that hole of the building Together
We finished hamlet in English today, I read for Horatio. After we had finished, my English teacher went to fill up her water bottle in the next door sink, but when she was outside she called me out to her, and pointed out the cat. She told me she noticed it the other day and had left it some chicken the night before. Then she smiled at me, big and wide, this 62 year old woman who experiences life so joyously like a child, yet can seem to read my mind as easily as she can shakespeare