poem about the things he had learnt from us in such a short space of time.
why do people from the coldest place always have the happy face? people like kiwis, us who care i wish you people were everywhere.
just because i'm dying, please you people don't stop trying, just like birds to a feather, i hope your guys stick together.
even tough we have had some laughs, please (forest) run your path.
its a wonderful feeling knowing that your making a difference in the world, it sometimes feels like your doing nothing while you are out there pushing forward out of your comfort zone. its little moments like these that make it 