Angel in the Dumpster

 

A blue shoebox

Marked “Angel”

Held the remains

Of the class room’s

Pet guinea pig.

 

I carried the box

Down to the dumpster,

With a silent prayer

Thanking God

It was rainy out.

No children outside

Meant they didn’t know

What I had to do,

So they couldn’t

Think that I was mean.

 

I never knew that

An animal that was

Mostly fur

Could weigh so much.

 

I said a silent prayer

For Angel’s soul,

Then dropped the box

Into the dumpster,

Grateful for the clouds,

Crying just enough

To cover up mine.