The letter

Katrine Furu

02/04/08

Dear friend

Hello.
There has been a silence wind building up, blowing from far a way in the land where you exist, for far to long. I may be ill but I am not blind nor am I deaf. Don't take me for dead yet, so may you please speek up...
What is new with you, are you doing fine, is something wrong?
Why am I left standing so alone, at the spot were we used to laugh.
Open up to me - remember I am here for you and I will always be - or help me Gods, for then I'm lost. But has long as I have friends like you I will be here for you, I promise on all that I hold holy. I can only help if my heart is told. So if there's something you need, speek up, let me know and I'll consult my best adviser. So don't repeat my wrongs. They are worngs for a reason, since they help nobody nor do them make you feel better...only lonely.
Remember i am a tree and my leaves fly with the wind. No matter where you are, I will be there in a minute if you will it.

Yours sincerly
The Pine up north