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Seasons come and go but it's always at the moment of year once the sun sets a bit earlier those gentle summer breezes always fade away. As Autumn winds replace that summer breeze there's always a sadness that overcomes the soul. I've always noticed that at this time of year memories of past summers have always brought me to tears. Tears of joy amidst sorrow understanding that all good things have to end. 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 were forged those a long time ago their memories always resurface when Autumn winds start to blow. We've long since gone our separate ways but, those experiences always return each year if the summer sun is dimmed from the arriving Autumn wind.

At summers end where Autumn leaves learn to turn there is always a foreboding premonition of the year ahead. So often years ago when summer concerns an in depth it really did hurt me so. The tears of sorrow that have been shed are haunting reminders of the way things was previously. The quiet refined yet almost rambunctious nature of our own childhood play during those summers of so very long ago are actually pressed into conscious thought. The innocence of these yesteryears have become lost with the passage of energy. Unfortunately that 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 there events of carefree innocent play for a lot of of our children, for everybody are caught inside the whirlwind of existing rather than living.

As Autumn winds blow the times 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 most those summers of these yesteryears when Autumn winds learn to blow are constant reminders of how the world has evolved. As the Autumn winds blow storm clouds of uncertainty hang heavily over head. Will no longer are the ones lazy hazy events of summer which i once knew. Attended may be the anticipation understanding that as summer ebbs soon to come is a most festive time of year. Now, rather than a joyous anticipation there is merely a grim reality of just trying to make it through one more day.

I have asked myself many times previously that in all those wonderful summers of long ago where time did actually stand still what has happened to help make the days of summer where so very little memories are manufactured. The entire world today is a far more somber, more chaotic, and moves in a considerably faster pace. No time to waste, not just a minute to shed, heaven forbid we ought to drop our smart phones. It seems that with all of these wonderful technological innovations in history Thirty years would have made the world and our existence gain a better balance. And, yet there's no balance in today's world today. Too may of our youth starve yourself each day. Weight loss program our citizens are so impoverished just enhances the imbalance we face today. These are just part of the reasons that make me realize that those lazy days of yesteryears summers when Autumn winds arrive really were the best events of our everyday life.