I will wake up early so I will be the first one to kiss you. I will skip work and sit beside you all day and hold your hand. I will tell you stories about the places I've been to, the strangers I've met, the friends I've missed and the boy I am yet to meet. I will talk until you get tired and when you fall asleep: I will bake you a cake from scratch - not too sweet but never bland.
You turn 81 today, Gramps. Or do you prefer 79? Even if you didn't know them, I want you to know: The Smiths didn't lie when they said there is a light that never goes out - there is one inside your house and another inside my heart.
Happy birthday.
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