Monday, May 12, 2008

Poem about Mark

A stellar man named Mark Metherell,
Was a true hero and loved by all.

His mom thought he was a sweetie,
Then he grew into a Wheatie.

After that he became a SEAL.
The life of a warrior held great appeal.

Not too long later,
Something happened that was even greater!

He found his true love,
and they fit like a glove.

A few years later they decided to adopt.
The sight of Cora made his mouth drop.

Brown babies are cuter Mark said.
He loved to play with her curly head.

These are only a few of his joys.
He also liked to play with his nature toys.

One of his favorite toys was the surf.
He would go in the ocean straight down from his turf.

Dave was his waterman friend.
They sometimes stuck out and ignored the trend.

We loved him dearly,
And will miss him daily,

But his friends and family know,
That someday to heaven we’ll go,

And see his face again.
Our love for him will never end.

By Bella Young

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