Son@25

You were my dawn, and now you are my compass.

Each memory gleams—a coin we spend again with joy.

From scraped knees to deep talks at midnight’s edge,

I have watched you carve yourself from boy to man.

Your courage shines like a lighthouse in storm-tide years.

I am proud beyond words, grateful beyond time.

May your next adventure roar like a restless sea.

And may your indomitable heart be the sail that never tears.

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