47

A love poem

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Forty-seven,
the strangest number

just like
any other
random number

But,
meeting an angel
like you
was no random
occurrence

It was
forty-seven minutes
past noon
that day

So maybe,
forty-seven
isn’t a strange number
after all

Perhaps,
on a different day.

Happy 47th birthday!

©️Fọlábòmí Àmọ̀ó 2023

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