Bumpity

It’s the pause 
that paws me
the hiccup and 
its hesitation that 
startles the start
no yield no 
warning of this 
bumpity bump causing 
me to slow 
looking back I
see none either 
whatever it was 
must’ve limped away 
into the forest 
to lick wounds 
to heal or
maybe to die 
on I go
my merry way 
wishing my best 
to the interruption 
my bumpity bump