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Seasons appear and disappear however it is always at this time of the year once 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 pointed out that at this time of year memories of past summers usually have brought me to tears. Tears of joy amidst sorrow understanding that great stuff has to finish. Many a summer i was unaware that the gaiety and laughter we shared the sands of your time continued to drift down that hour glass. The friendships which were forged those many years ago their memories always resurface when Autumn winds learn to blow. We've for many years gone our separate ways but, those experiences always return each and every year when 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 year ahead. So frequently in years past when summer involves a detailed 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 in 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 the passage of your time. Sorry to say how the innocence of these bye gone years are nowhere found in the whirlwind of presence of times of now. No longer are there times of carefree innocent play for most of our own children, for they also are caught inside the whirlwind of existing and never living.

As Autumn winds blow the periods are shorter and there is a chill in mid-air. That noticeable aurora that certain senses when strong wind learn to blow foretells of cold dark nights of winter lying just ahead. In every those summers of the yesteryears when Autumn winds begin to blow are constant reminders of methods our world is different. Since the Autumn winds blow storm clouds of uncertainty hang heavily over head. No more are the type lazy hazy events of summer which i once knew. Attended may be the anticipation understanding that as summer ebbs soon to reach would have been a most festive time of year. Now, rather than a joyous anticipation there's just a grim reality of just trying to make it through yet another day.

I've asked myself many times before that in dozens of wonderful summers of long ago where time seemed to stand still what is happening to make the events of summer where minimal memories are manufactured. The entire world today is a much more somber, more chaotic, and moves with a faster pace. No time to waste, not just a minute to lose, heaven forbid we have to drop our smartphones. It would appear that with all these wonderful technologies in history Thirty years would have made our society and our existence gain a better balance. And, yet there's no balance nowadays today. Too may of our youth starve yourself every day. Diet program our citizens are extremely impoverished just adds to the imbalance we face today. These are just part of the reasons that make me recognize that those lazy events of yesteryears summers when Autumn winds arrive really were the very best times of our way of life.