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Seasons appear and vanish but it's always at this time of the season when the sun sets a bit earlier those gentle summer breezes always fade. As Autumn winds replace that summer breeze often there is a sadness that overcomes the soul. I've always realized that currently of year memories of past summers usually have brought me to tears. Tears of joy amidst sorrow knowing that all good everything has to finish. Many a summer we were unaware that the gaiety and laughter we shared the sands of your time continued to drift down that hour glass. The friendships that were forged those many years ago their memories always resurface when Autumn winds begin to blow. We now have for many years gone our separate ways but, those memories always return each year once the summer sun is dimmed from the arriving Autumn wind.

At summers end where Autumn leaves learn to turn often there is a foreboding premonition of the season ahead. So many times years back when summer comes to a close it did hurt me so. The tears of sorrow that were shed are haunting reminders of the way things was previously. The quiet refined yet almost rambunctious nature of our childhood play during those summers of so long ago are actually pressed into conscious thought. The innocence of these yesteryears are actually lost with the passage of your time. Sad to say how the innocence of these bye gone years are nowhere to be found in the whirlwind of presence of points during the now. Will no longer exist events of carefree innocent play for many in our children, for everybody are caught inside the whirlwind of existing and not living.

As Autumn winds blow the periods are shorter and there's chill up. That noticeable aurora that certain senses when wind blows people learn to blow foretells of cold dark nights of winter lying just ahead. In every those summers of those yesteryears when Autumn winds begin to blow are constant reminders of how our society is different. As the Autumn winds blow storm clouds of uncertainty hang heavily business expense. No more are the type lazy hazy times of summer that I once knew. Gone to may be the anticipation realizing that as summer ebbs soon to reach would have been a most festive time of year. Now, rather than a joyous anticipation there's only a grim reality of just attempting to make it through another day.

I've asked myself often times previously that in those wonderful summers of sometime ago where time did actually stand still what has happened to make the times of summer where so very little memories are created. The entire world today can be a far more somber, more chaotic, and moves with a considerably faster pace. Almost no time down the sink, not a minute to get rid of, heaven forbid we should drop our smart phones. It appears that effortlessly these wonderful technological innovations of the past 30 years might have made our society and our existence acquire a better balance. And, yet there's no balance in our society today. Too may of our youth go hungry each day. Diet program our citizens are really impoverished just enhances the imbalance we face today. These are merely area of the reasons that will make me understand that those lazy events of yesteryears summers when Autumn winds arrive really were the very best days of our lives.