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Re Bob, he’s good, just caught up in family llife with little time for gaming atm (much like me tbh)
I aim to hit tf2 again soon, see you around?
T'was April 1st when we 1st did meet
With a heartfelt "Thank You!" did you greet,
From a gamer who used my guide
Began a friendship from open doors flung wide.
Two souls who believed in an old fashioned code
Who just happened to enjoy playing in game mode,
We chatted for hours daily, sharing our stories
Madly racing into our games searching for new glories!
We trusted each other & gave with our heart,
With a gifted "Surprise!" from me to you often
Weekly "pocket money!" gifts from you did soften....
I adopted you & your tech hating wife
I trusted you both & shared my daily life,
A heart that was ill used, battered & broken
Called you Gramps, my affection for you had spoken.
Daily we would connect when possible to chat & game
I knew that time would be short before the end came,
We got to enjoy six short months of gaming fun
Before your tired & aged body was finally done.
Six months I shared with you of an unshakable bond
Filled with life's trials, shared by friends who were fond,
Of enjoying each others company, chatting & playing
Until finally the message came that would be waylaying....
Six months of knowing your body struggled to go on
Of pain, suffering & enduring declining health gone wrong,
The march of time, well over 70+ years of wear & tear
You hung on as long as you could bare.
I waited & expected the worse of my fear,
Hoping that my instincts would be wrong
And that you would be able to prolong....
Selfishly I was not ready to hear
And was not expecting my greatest fear,
To be told that your game was over, it was at an end
My God but it is devastating to loose you my beloved friend!
I had feared your last post was telling me goodbye
Friday the 13th became the day your star fell from the sky,
Leaving behind broken hearts shattered in grief
That are also thankful your suffering has found relief.
With tears aplenty flooding my eyes
My muffled moans & cries fill the skies,
I will do my very best to pay tribute
To my Gramps now forever silent & mute.
I don't want to say goodbye to you my beloved friend
I know wherever you are, your game is not at an end,
But I will miss you deeply Gramps until we can chat again
Somewhere in the heavens, in a new dungeon domain!