Artwork by: Sanujan Rajmoha
We wrapped infinity in time
Folded it in a blanket
Held it there for hours
And Imagined
It was our superpower
Was it destiny or hope
Dreams or desires
Or minutes between our hours
That made infinity ours
We had wrapped something precious
A creation that was so infectious
And I’d stand there in your silence
Pretending hope didn't blind us
But we cradled infinity
Pretending time was only ours to take
And I know that if it breaks
There’s not more
Than 60 minutes in an hour
Lyla Rae Cheary is 14-years-old and currently lives in New York City. In her free time, Lyla loves to read, write poetry, bake, and after many years of persistently asking her parents to get her a dog, finally got one.
