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Seasons appear and disappear but it's always at this time of year once the sun sets just a little earlier those gentle summer breezes always disappear. As Autumn winds replace that summer breeze often there is a sadness that overcomes the soul. I've always noticed that at this time of the year memories of past summers have always brought me to tears. Tears of joy amidst sorrow realizing that perfect things have to finish. Many a summer we had been unaware that the gaiety and laughter we shared the sands of time continued to drift down that hour glass. The friendships which were forged those in the past their memories always resurface when Autumn winds learn to blow. We now have long since gone our separate ways but, those experiences always return each year when the summer sun is dimmed by the arriving Autumn wind.
At summers end where Autumn leaves learn to turn often there is a foreboding premonition of the season ahead. So frequently in years past when summer involves a close it really did hurt me so. The tears of sorrow that were shed are haunting reminders of the way things was once. The quiet refined yet almost rambunctious nature of our own childhood play during those summers of so long ago have become pressed into conscious thought. The innocence of the yesteryears are actually lost using the passage of energy. Unfortunately that the innocence of these bye gone years are nowhere offered in the whirlwind of presence of points during the now. Will no longer exist events of carefree innocent play for most of our children, for they also are caught within 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 strong wind begin to blow foretells of cold dark nights of winter lying just ahead. In all those summers of the yesteryears when Autumn winds learn to blow are constant reminders of methods our society is different. Because the Autumn winds blow storm clouds of uncertainty hang heavily over head. Will no longer are those lazy hazy times of summer i once knew. Visited may be the anticipation realizing that as summer ebbs soon to reach would have been a most festive time of year. Now, rather than joyous anticipation there is just a grim reality of just working to make it through one more day.
We have asked myself many times previously that during all those wonderful summers of sometime ago where time seemed to stand still what is happening to really make the events of summer where so very little memories are made. The world today can be a a lot more somber, more chaotic, and moves at a much faster pace. Virtually no time to waste, not just a minute to shed, heaven forbid we have to drop our mobile phones. It appears that with all these wonderful technological know-how of the past 3 decades could have made our society and our existence acquire a better balance. And, yet there isn't any balance in today's world today. Too may in our youth go hungry each day. Too many of our citizens are extremely impoverished just adds to the imbalance we face today. These are simply section of the reasons which make me understand that those lazy events of yesteryears summers when Autumn winds arrive really were the best days of our way of life.