Fatina, On Her Special Day
In the quiet corners of the forum’s light,
Shines a soul, so gentle, so brilliantly bright.
Fatina—your name, like a whisper of grace,
With kindness and warmth lighting every space.
A heart so soft, like petals in spring,
You make even silence feel like it sings.
With words you weave comfort, laughter, and care,
A presence so rare, beyond all compare.
Today the stars gather, just for you,
To paint the skies in birthday hues.
May your dreams bloom with every dawn,
And sorrows, like shadows, be forever gone.
So here's to your smile, so true, so wide,
And the beauty you carry, deep inside.
Happy Birthday, dear Fatina — stay just as you are,
A soft-hearted wonder, our shining star.
In the quiet corners of the forum’s light,
Shines a soul, so gentle, so brilliantly bright.
Fatina—your name, like a whisper of grace,
With kindness and warmth lighting every space.
A heart so soft, like petals in spring,
You make even silence feel like it sings.
With words you weave comfort, laughter, and care,
A presence so rare, beyond all compare.
Today the stars gather, just for you,
To paint the skies in birthday hues.
May your dreams bloom with every dawn,
And sorrows, like shadows, be forever gone.
So here's to your smile, so true, so wide,
And the beauty you carry, deep inside.
Happy Birthday, dear Fatina — stay just as you are,
A soft-hearted wonder, our shining star.
