"25 at Dawlish Warren"

At twenty-five, I stand by the sea,

A wish from my youth, now reality.

Not just any beach, but one so true,

Though every beach holds a beauty anew.

This is my journey, twenty-five years long,

A start of new love, where I belong.

With friends around, roses in hand,

Blessings surround me, like grains of sand.

Chilly winds, pebbles that poke,

Cold waters rise, but joy still spoke.

Nothing could stop me, this day was mine,

A gift of my struggle, a moment to shine.

Forever cherished, this place, my view,

Dawlish Warren—where dreams come true.

Never lose hope, the journey's still bright,

I’ve earned this joy, in the soft morning light.