You are my favorite, and I’ll be there no matter what. I’ll celebrate you on any day that ends in D-A-Y. Why? Because you are.
You’re the call I’ll always answer, even during the witching hour. The only time I’ll lie to you is about being awake when you call in the middle of the night. In case of emergency, you know I’ll be there.
Remember me not only as a port in your storm, but also in the days with clear skies and rainbows.
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