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MY 15 YEAR OLD DAUGHTER

MY 15 YEAR OLD DAUGHTER

When my daughter left and said goodbye 

How was I to know that she was going to die 

My daughter was heading north....Manchester bound 

To hear her favourite singer deliver her favourite sound 

At 10:35 the concert was at its end 

It's time to go said Julie her friend 

At that moment lives would never be the same 

People caught up in a bombers deadly game 

A bomb went off and people started to panic and scream 

For Julie and my daughter it was like a bad dream 

Julie managed to make her way outside 

As people all around wept and cried 

My daughter was one of the unlucky ones trapped inside

My daughter one of the 22 that had perished and died

Why should my daughter die in such a way ?

For she was only 15 yesterday 

The rain will continue to fall and the sun will continue to shine

Why dear bomber have you taken this daughter of mine

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Gayle McMillan

KIERAN1369- I AM SO SORRY FOR YOUR LOSS. So heartfelt and profoundly sad, well expressed.

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KIERAN1369

Hi Gayle

I wrote this as if I were a father of a 15 year old daughter 

I have not suffered any loss other than sharing the agony of living in a mixed up and crazy world 

Thanks for your kind comments 

Kieran

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