“A Pause” by Frances Vejtasa

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Odd old North Dakota poetry, humorous, weird, haunting.
⁓The Voice before the Void

“A Pause”

Frances Vejtasa

I leaned against an age-hewn stump,
While pausing on my way;
A child sat on the green-grown slope,
To rest her feet from play.
“The day, it too will fade,” said I,
Who am old and slow and gray;
She caught the thought and voiced my mood:
“And the leaves, they’ll blow away.”

“And youth and love, they flicker out,”
My mind had a tragic sway;
The child looked up with woeful eyes,
“Santa, too, has passed away.”

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