Vicarious pleasure

a poem by Ramesh T A

The life lived cannot be rejected to live anew afresh.
The time passed can never again be regained;
The youthful vision can never again be visualised;
But the child, youth and old age seen around reminds us of the life lived in round.
The old memory and the new reality give an unenjoyable vicarious pleasure;
At least to have this pleasure a child is most essential.
Seeing the natural development of the child the unfortunately missed experience can be known;
And before our own eyes at least the child achieving the bliss we have lost can be seen.