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 misfortunately missed experience can be known;
And before our own eyes at least the child achieving
The bliss we have lost can be seen.
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