King

King

Cerro

You lived up to your name, you were the king.
You were the great veteran, the real winner.
You filled our lives until the day you left
You had a brush with death and you pulled through
The scythe returned on November 1st, a Saturday.
You were my friend.
We had some wonderful times
You made us happy
I already miss your faces
And you've only been gone a few hours.
You leave a big hole at home
And your companion Wally already misses you a lot
The licks he'd give you in the morning
When he saw you weren't feeling well.
We're going to close the book of your story,
All our memories of you will remain in our minds.
For today you closed your eyes
To join the heavens.
We love you my Globule