In tribute to

To my friend Balou


Thanks to

Gambit

It's already been a month since you crossed the famous Rainbow Bridge.

The house feels empty and walks aren't what they used to be.

I often stop to smell you, but I can't forget what a good friend you've always been.

I remember the happy days, when in the flower garden we played at who would bring the first.

The master tries to distract me, to take my mind off things, but I can feel he's not the same and doesn't want to show his sorrow.

You are and always will be Gambit's best friend.

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