What in the World

Poem-a-day challenge day 6:For today's prompt, write a blank in the blank poem.

wishing all a day of purposeful happiness

(or, in some cases happy-mess😅💗💕)

What in the world would be better than trying

To be the person we would like to meet

Always the hour’s fleet flower is dying

Scattering echoes beneath our feet

What if we tried to be part of the beauty

On today’s canvas, soon splattered with paint

What if we honored dictations of duty

Rather than airing our curse and complaint

What if we counted the ways to be grateful

If living kindly was our true delight

What if we saw each new day as a plateful

Of blessings whetting worship’s appetite

What if we turned fisticuffs into handshakes

What if we didn’t ‘bite-back’ quite so much

What if we softened this journey of heartaches

With often-uttered endearments and such

What if, because we so cherished each other

Words would be gentle and patient and sweet

And we would see, through the eyes of a mother

A world full of people we would like to meet

...how, in a world full of fasting-fading flowers

We can be part of love’s heart-throbbing song

What would be better than scattering hours

In echo-petals of fondest so-long

© Janet Martin

Job 14:1-2

“Mortals, born of woman,
    are of few days and full of trouble.

They spring up like flowers and wither away;
    like fleeting shadows, they do not endure.

1 Peter 1:24
For, "All flesh is like grass, and all its glory like the flowers of the field;

 the grass withers and the flowers fall,