As Autumn Winds Blow

The arriving Autumn winds bring yet another cold winter to follow

Seasons come and go but it is always at this time of year when the sun sets a little 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 at this time of year memories of past summers have always brought me to tears. Tears of joy amidst sorrow knowing that all good things have to end. Many a summer we were 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 many years ago their memories always resurface when Autumn winds start to blow. We have long since gone our separate ways but, those memories always return each and every year when the summer sun is dimmed by the arriving Autumn wind.

 

At summers end where Autumn leaves start to turn there is always a foreboding premonition of the year ahead. So many times in years past when summer comes to a close it really did hurt me so. The tears of sorrow that were shed are haunting reminders of the way things used to be. The quiet refined yet almost rambunctious nature of our childhood play during those summers of so long ago are now pressed into conscious thought. The innocence of those yesteryears are now lost with the passage of time. Sad to say that the innocence of those bye gone years are nowhere to be found  in the whirlwind of existence of times of now. No longer are there days of carefree innocent play for many of our children, for they too are caught in the whirlwind of existing and not living.

 

As Autumn winds blow the days are shorter and there is a chill in the air. That noticeable aurora that one senses when Autumn winds start to blow foretells of cold dark nights of winter lying just ahead. In all those summers of those yesteryears when Autumn winds start to blow are constant reminders of how our world has changed. As the Autumn winds blow storm clouds of uncertainty hang heavily over head. No longer are those lazy hazy days of summer that I once knew. Gone to is the anticipation knowing that as summer ebbs soon to arrive will be a most festive time of year. Now, instead of a joyous anticipation there is only a grim reality of just trying to make it through one more day.

 

I have asked myself many times in the past that during all those wonderful summers of long ago where time seemed to stand still what has happened to make the days of summer where so little memories are made. The world today is a much more somber, more chaotic, and moves at a much faster pace. No time to waste, not a minute to loose, heaven forbid we should drop our smart phones. It seems that with all these wonderful technological innovations of the past 30 years would have made our world and our existence achieve a better balance. And, yet there is no balance in our society today. Too may of our youth go hungry each day. Too many of our citizens are so impoverished just adds to 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 days of our lives.