Another year has come and gone, and though you are now timeless, we pause to reflect on our years of knowing you. You still bring smiles to our faces, and tears to our eyes.
I am selfish, and wish you were still here, but I know you wouldn't trade places with me. You were an imperfect perfectionist in your earthly life, but have experienced absolute perfection these past three years while we struggled in this world groaning for redemption from corruption.
So, Happy Birthday my beloved brother! Keep making music. Miss you.