One
One
One misstep,
One wrong foot,
That's all it took.
One criminal mastermind,
One brilliant detective,
Shared the same doom.
One final struggle,
One steep fall,
Ended the greatest.
One false telegram,
One phony injury,
Sent the last hope away.
One year later,
One vigil anon,
Another death.
One candid illness,
One grave malady,
Took the remaining away.
One ultimate blow,
One shattered life,
Was all that was left in '92.
A/N: Unfortunately, I do not own Sherlock Holmes, Dear Watson, or anyone else affiliated... They are the genius of Sir Arthur Conan Doyle.
