What good is the warmth of summer, without the cold of winter to give it sweetness? My old grandmother always used to say, Summer friends will melt away like summer snows, but winter friends are friends forever. Melancholy were the sounds on a winter’s night. Summer will end soon enough, and childhood as well.

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