Child’sPlay

If only life 
was as easy 
as child’s play 
I have me
have me not 
plucking of petals 
of starting somewhere 
ending somewhere else 
excited by prospect 
acceptance at end 
given to fate 
and it is 
and when like 
children we dislike 
the outcome of 
our haphazard plucking 
we simply pick 
another flower and 
some of us 
lay waste to 
an entire field 
in a desperate 
hope to find 
that perfect one