all that cant be said

perhaps the best 6 days of my life
i saw devastation lives met with strife
the hearts of the people never failing still
no hatred. none aiming for the kill
they lit up my day everyday
set my heart ablaze in every single way
such innocence and unjudgemental views
things of which we only wish
not receiving even praying upon the cathedral's pews
love shone through in every dish
every smile brought a new meaning
now i wonder why all the complaining
these people dont have half of what i possess
yet for money and material they care less
content with the basic necessities
we are shrouded by life's controversies
all they long for is for our love
affection they never before experienced
now i finally understand the gift of sharing given from above
i wonder at the sheer childlike brilliance
these orphans showed me the proper way to living
their friendliness touched us all
their extreme need was only for us
now i wonder how time and time again we fall
upon the slightest error we fuss
those like chanthy and chamreaou have nothing
only to the hope of new family they cling
for the memory of the old one only gets more bleak
as days past grow even more weak
how i wish i could make their days better
but all i can do is to send a letter