One Year
Posted: Fri Mar 25, 2016 2:57 am
I wrote this poem one weekend in April of 1970. I had the duty. My wife and I would be married one year on the 19th of April. Although we lived off base, I had the duty so I had to stay (sleep) on that barge. I wrote this poem one night after I got off the SMAW watch.
One Year
One year has passed
Since you became my wife;
What a difference it brought
To this man’s life.
Each memory is numbered
In a precious book of gold
As a lasting reminder
When days grow old.
One year has passed
Bringing this joy I feel:
A new world discovered,
The first year I’ve lived.
©August 2013 Roy Mack Bowen
SSBN627 Overhaul Electric Boat Groton, New London, CT
10 April 1970
One Year
One year has passed
Since you became my wife;
What a difference it brought
To this man’s life.
Each memory is numbered
In a precious book of gold
As a lasting reminder
When days grow old.
One year has passed
Bringing this joy I feel:
A new world discovered,
The first year I’ve lived.
©August 2013 Roy Mack Bowen
SSBN627 Overhaul Electric Boat Groton, New London, CT
10 April 1970