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Seasons come and go but it's always currently of year if the sun sets a bit earlier those gentle summer breezes always fade away. As Autumn winds replace that summer breeze there is always a sadness that overcomes the soul. I have always noticed that currently of the year memories of past summers have always brought me to tears. Tears of joy amidst sorrow understanding that perfect everything has to get rid of. 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 that were forged those in the past their memories always resurface when Autumn winds learn to blow. We have for many years gone our separate ways but, those experiences always return each and every year once the summer sun is dimmed by the arriving Autumn wind.
At summers end where Autumn leaves begin to turn there is always a foreboding premonition of the season ahead. So many times years ago when summer involves a close it truly did hurt me so. The tears of sorrow that were shed are haunting reminders of how things was once. The quiet refined yet almost rambunctious nature of our childhood play during those summers of such a long time ago have become pressed into conscious thought. The innocence of those yesteryears are actually lost with all the passage of energy. Unfortunately the innocence of the bye gone years are nowhere to be found in the whirlwind of existence of times during the now. No longer are available days of carefree innocent play for most of our own children, for they too are caught in the whirlwind of existing rather than 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 start to blow foretells of cold dark nights of winter lying just ahead. In all those summers of these yesteryears when Autumn winds learn to blow are constant reminders of methods the world has evolved. As the Autumn winds blow storm clouds of uncertainty hang heavily business expense. No longer are the ones lazy hazy times of summer that I once knew. Visited may be the anticipation realizing that as summer ebbs soon to reach will be a most festive time of the year. Now, rather than joyous anticipation there is certainly only a grim reality of just trying to make it through yet another day.
We have asked myself often times in the past that in all those wonderful summers of sometime ago where time seemed to stand still what has happened to really make the days of summer where minimal memories are created. The entire world today can be a far more somber, more chaotic, and moves with a faster pace. No time to waste, not just a minute to lose, heaven forbid we should drop our mobile phones. It seems that with all these wonderful technological know-how of history 3 decades would have made the world and our existence acquire a better balance. And, yet there is no balance nowadays today. Too may of our own youth starve yourself every day. Too many of our citizens are really impoverished just enhances the imbalance we face today. These are merely part 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 everyday life.