The Gargantuan Playground

Life is in the fashion of a gargantuan playground, 

Where veridical-life's venturesome rides are found. 

A trickle of them are decidedly lofty, 

And an assortment of them are vest-pocket softy. 

But the gratification is bumped-into them, 

Who lays hold of this excursion-sally stem. 

We cannot rule the roost of velodrome of wax and wane, 

But have a choice on how we perceive about the junket in our brain. 

Either we can wail and loathe it, 

Or we can toss our hands up and savor without terminating a bit.