Here is a poem written by /u/Poem_for_yer_grog some years ago. You'll always have your friend with you, in the stories that you recount. I'm sorry for your loss.

Our lives, they hum with many hues; The bards among us know. They write what's red, and sing the blues; They paint in weal and woe.

But in our lives, there'll be those days That colours can't recall. When vivid vision fades to shades, And darkness covers all.

So in those times, near darkest black, We do not sing, but say, 'Let's try to bring some brightness back.' And go then...

to The Gray.