Happy Birthday, once again, to the biggest, er, I mean, older of my two younger brothers.
What a chip off the old block you've become:
A loving son and husband,
(I see that sardonic smirk!)
the family man, proud papa,
a hands-on teacher and leader,
and playful loving uncle,
But to me bro, you'll still always be that little kid who opens birthday and Christmas cards with a shake and a mercenary gleam in his eyes. I wish I could say the birthday check was in the mail. How about a rain check instead;
If I buy the steaks, you grill them?
Happy Birthday bro. I'm still so proud of you, and miss you, in spite of everything.
Love,
Sis
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