The Empty Chair – Eulogy for a Gamer


There is an empty chair, at the table this day.

A hallowed place where, a friend once played.

The roll of his dice, my ears long to hear.

Or perhaps it would suffice, if he should suddenly appear.

With character sheet in hand, and a bag of Cheeze-doodles to share.

All his friends would stand, as he sat in the empty chair.

I hear his voice a-callin’, and it ties my heart in a knot.

For he cries, “Though a comrade has fallen, You must play for those who cannot.”

We conquered worlds on the run, he and I in the name of fun.

And as others may come and go, I make both friend and foe.

But what I long for most, is our past now long a ghost.

– Poem from the guys at KenzerCo.

Hoody Hoo Gary!


~ by lyoncage on March 5, 2008.

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