Manchester

Pretty little flower petals

Floating on the wind

A breeze, a graze

A dancing craze

Sends thrills along the trees

A gust of wind knocks flowers back

Some fall and curl

And break

But the sun still shines

And the sky still cries

To grow the flowers again

A wind as natural as any emotion

From a breeze to a whirlwind turns

But the forest will always stand strong

To help its flowers grow

Here are ways to help Manchester and the families of the lost. All hearts go out to Manchester.


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