<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=470627" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The fading tattered figure of my far away old friend</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Dearest friend Nimal, <br> I too feel the cool breeze of Christmas through the broken windows in an isolated hospital here.The sickness wasn't diagnosed yet; but I am sick once again.I dreamed a Santa Claus that resembles you my dear, but in reality, I understand the distance between us.Please try to respond to this letter soon at least in few lines as my days are numbered it seems.I enclosed here a poem that I am sure you grab as a keepsake.<br>Thanks & best regards<br>sincerely, <br>a friend in tears</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Postscript<br>[ This is a Chinese old poem written by an unknown poet translated into English by Arthur Waley]<br>A man went to war when he was fifteen years of age.When he returned home he was eighty.On the way he met a man from his village and asked him where his house was and who was at home.He showed him the house a deserted place all covered with trees and bushes.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Rabbits had run in at the dog hole<br>And pheasants flew down from the beams of the roof.<br>In the courtyard was growing some wild grain; And by the wells some wild mellows.<br>Plucked the mellows and made soup.<br>But there is no one to eat them with.<br>While tears fell and wetted my clothes.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">*A report to my silent friend Dave Tanguay</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Nimal+Dunuhinga">Nimal Dunuhinga</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=470627" data-title="The fading tattered figure of my far away old friend de Nimal Dunuhinga" data-description="Dearest friend Nimal, I too feel the cool breeze of Christmas through the broken windows in an isolated hospital here.The sickness wasn't diagnosed yet; but I am sick once again.I dreamed a Santa Claus that resembles you my dear, but in reality..."></div> </div> </div>

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