Marc Makes His Mark

Marc in the woods

Marc charges out of the dark

Like Clark, Clark Kent

Like a shark

Pulsing, full of life

Risen from a coma

Dropping his cloak of strife

He is perched on an arc

Like the horned lark

Vancouver Island park

Hark! Nature

Walks, talks, fishing, wishing

Marc is in his glory

Tells a story to his children

Marc makes his mark

Marc in the dark

Bark!

Stark

Pitch black

He left in the dark

We can’t see his physical

He’s reached the pinnacle