Celebration

Dear Wayne,

I'm sure by the time you receive this postcard, you'd be having the biggest party in Gotham City.

Sorry I couldn't be there.

Mom's not feeling too well and dad's away in the city.

It's better for me to be around the farm for now.

I can't be there so I'll say what I need to say here;

Wayne, you've been a good friend, a brother even.

Today you stand where you are, breathing the air you breathe, very much alive, eventhough the stench of violence and chaos still reigns out there.

Forget the masks, forget the crimes, forget the disappointments, forget the bruises,

because today you're not celebrating the man in the suit but the man behind the suit.

Step out of the shadows, taste the light,

just for a day, if you must.

Today is your day, my friend.

Happy Birthday, Wayne.

Yours truly,

CK