In Tampa's warm and sunny embrace,
Bowen celebrates his 58th birthday's grace.
Freckles like stars upon his face,
A beard that adds a touch of lace.
Dad to three sons, his pride and joy,
Guiding them like a lawyer, oh so coy.
But behind the bar, a bartender with glee,
Mixing drinks and laughter, setting spirits free.
His love for rum, a passion strong,
In every sip, memories throng.
A dog named Grace, his loyal friend,
By his side until the very end.
Funny and witty, with humor to spare,
Bowen's presence fills the air.
In Tampa's heart, he finds his place,
A man of many roles, many a face.