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Seasons appear and disappear 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's always a sadness that overcomes the soul. I have always noticed that at the moment of year memories of past summers have always brought me to tears. Tears of joy amidst sorrow understanding that perfect stuff has to get rid of. Many a summer i was 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 memories always return each year if the summer sun is dimmed through the arriving Autumn wind.
At summers end where Autumn leaves begin 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 how things was once. The quiet refined yet almost rambunctious nature of our own childhood play during those summers of so long ago are actually pressed into conscious thought. The innocence of those yesteryears are now lost with all the passage of energy. Sorry to say that the innocence of these bye gone years are nowhere found in the whirlwind of presence of points during the now. No more exist events of carefree innocent play for most of our own children, for they too are caught within the whirlwind of existing rather than living.
As Autumn winds blow the days are shorter and there is a chill up. That noticeable aurora any particular one senses when wind blows people start to blow foretells of cold dark nights of winter lying just ahead. In most those summers of the yesteryears when Autumn winds begin to blow are constant reminders of how our world is different. As 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 will be the anticipation understanding that as summer ebbs soon to come will be a most festive season. Now, rather than a joyous anticipation there is certainly merely a grim reality of just trying to make it through one more day.
I have asked myself often in the past that during those wonderful summers of long ago where time did actually stand still what has happened to really make the events of summer where so very little memories are created. The world today can be a a lot more somber, more chaotic, and moves with a much faster pace. No time to waste, not a minute to shed, heaven forbid we should drop our smartphones. It appears that effortlessly these wonderful technologies of the past 3 decades might have made our society and our existence gain a better balance. And, yet there's no balance in our society today. Too may in 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 which make me recognize that those lazy times of yesteryears summers when Autumn winds arrive really were the most effective times of our lives.