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Seasons appear and disappear however it is always at this time of year if the sun sets a little earlier those gentle summer breezes always fade. As Autumn winds replace that summer breeze often there is a sadness that overcomes the soul. We have always realized that at the moment of year memories of past summers usually have brought me to tears. Tears of joy amidst sorrow realizing that perfect stuff has to get rid of. Many a summer we had been unaware how the gaiety and laughter we shared the sands of energy continued to drift down that hour glass. The friendships that have been forged those a long time ago their memories always resurface when Autumn winds start to blow. We now have for many years gone our separate ways but, those memories always return every year if the summer sun is dimmed from the arriving Autumn wind.
At summers end where Autumn leaves start to turn there's always a foreboding premonition of the season ahead. So often years back when summer involves a close it really did hurt me so. The tears of sorrow which were shed are haunting reminders of the way things used to be. The quiet refined yet almost rambunctious nature in our childhood play during those summers of so long ago have become pressed into conscious thought. The innocence of these yesteryears are now lost using the passage of time. Sorry to say the innocence of those bye gone years are nowhere to be found in the whirlwind of existence of times of now. No more are there events of carefree innocent play for most in our children, for everybody are caught inside the whirlwind of existing and never living.
As Autumn winds blow the periods are shorter and there's chill in mid-air. That noticeable aurora that one senses when wind blows people begin to blow foretells of cold dark nights of winter lying just ahead. In all those summers of these yesteryears when Autumn winds begin to blow are constant reminders of methods our society has evolved. Because the Autumn winds blow storm clouds of uncertainty hang heavily overheads. Will no longer are the ones lazy hazy events of summer which i once knew. Visited will be the anticipation knowing that as summer ebbs soon to come would have been a most festive time of year. Now, instead of a joyous anticipation there is only a grim reality of just attempting to make it through yet another day.
We have asked myself often times previously that in dozens of wonderful summers of sometime ago where time seemed to stand still what has happened to really make the events of summer where minimal memories are created. The world today is really a far more somber, more chaotic, and moves in a considerably faster pace. Almost no time down the sink, not a minute to get rid of, heaven forbid we ought to drop our smart phones. It appears that with all of these wonderful technologies of the past 3 decades would have made our society and our existence acquire a better balance. And, yet there is no balance nowadays today. Too may of our youth go hungry every day. Too many of our citizens are so impoverished just enhances the imbalance we face today. These are just area of the reasons that make me recognize that those lazy events of yesteryears summers when Autumn winds arrive really were the best times of our lives.