HAPPY BIRTHDAY FORTUNATE

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Model: Fortunate.
Happy Birthday Fortunate.
(Ode to Fortunate)
Happy Birthday, Fortunate.
Today found you again,
So beautiful like your smile.
Another year turns, and I smile at the gift of knowing you.

It wasn't just the aroma of roasted coffee that covered the place,
I got swallowed by the scent of your skin-that was where it began.

From that first shared table,
I adored every fable and metaphor that came out of your lips,
You made everything sound funny.

May this birthday wrap around you gently,
May it feel like home,
May it be memorable.
Here’s to you, Fortunate-
still the same spark from those cafe days,
Let your Birthday be filled with every memory we share.

@George The Tired Poet 🇺🇬 
© George William Ochago.
2026.

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  1. AnonymousJune 30, 2026 at 11:39 AM

    Most beautiful thing I read today ❤️🥰

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