"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