Authors Note: I was favorited by somebody and I want to thank you very much for doing so, and I will update as soon as the splint is off of my wrist. Thank you again. So this isn't so short the poems will be added to this page.
Holmes' Poem
A breath a whisper,
A voice laughing in the breeze,
Evil
clones, French genetists,
a woman in charge, a robot in place
of
my oldest friend, new irregulars, a new century, nothing I know and
remember is around,
but I think this century might turn
out
alright.
Lestrade's Poem
An evil laugh carrying through the breeze,
I feel my feet leave the ground,
a clone head calling me his dear with an evil grin,
going after me and making fun of me,
I start to believe the clone heads words that I won't be rescued that I am not cared for,
I start to doubt bringing him back and even getting involved,
Until I hear a whisper in the breeze,
a soft breath blowing in my ear,
a voice yelling out to me trying to find me,
a sandy blonde head peering into the room and his eyes lighting up as they find me,
he comes in and I know that everything is going to be alright
he lifts me up and helps me out of there he smiles,
I smile,
He leans in and tells me that all is going to be alright,
Not to worry my "dear" Lestrade,
At times like this I'm glad I got involved,
I'm glad I brought him back,
And I'm glad that I've given my heart to him.
My dear Sherlock Holmes
Watson's Poem
I do not feel the breeze,
I will never know what it is like to have it blow through my hair,
I will never know any real emotions,
O yes I can try to,
I have some type of feelings,
I do at times feel sadness, joy, anger, indignation,
But how do I know that it is not really just my processors,
At times I wonder how did the original me feel about these things,
That I can only dream of,
How would he feel if he knew about me?
I sometimes wonder what it would be like to be human,
But then when Holmes, the Irregulars, or Lestrade is attacked,
I know that if I was not a robot they would be hurt badly,
I know deep down that I am happy to be me,
Happy to be Dr. John H. Watson, a man, trapped in a robots body.
