You always led the way for me to the next year.

Team Pisces!

I’d ask you every year on your birthday, “how is it, is it safe for me to move on up?”

You’d laugh that laugh and tell me, “it’s all good bro, come on, you are next!”

I always ate too much cake, more on your birthday then mine.

It always seemed the bigger day.

Something so huge has gone missing from all our lives.

Who is going to tell me it’s ok now, sista?

Happy Birthday, Marie…