Seven Sided Hexagon

by Praniti Gulyani aged 14

six hexagons, carved we—
on the crystal ball of our world
for each month we spent together
I stepped down from my roller coaster,
and told you—
that I’d left my footprints on the sky
you looked.

six hexagons, carved we—
on the crystal ball of our world
for each month we spent together
I told you, one night—
that the sky had lost a constellation
you looked.

six hexagons, carved we—
on the crystal ball of our world
for each month we spent together—
I claimed, one afternoon
that I could weigh the evening
you smiled and
got me the weighing machine
you looked.

six hexagons, carved we—
on the crystal ball of our world
for each month we spent together—
pausing before the road not taken
I asked you to check
for sticks and stones
yet, you colored a bit of breeze
with the bitter hues of sour grapes
merely mentioning the ointment
just in case my feet bled

six hexagons, carved we—
on the crystal ball of our world
for each month we spent together
your intrigue, when I ask Santa
for a seven sided hexagon.

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