More Haikus for you. I hope you enjoy them!
I am on my own
since Watson married again.
I now hold the pen.
This is much harder
than I anticipated.
How does he do it?
I have to admit
I don't have his gift of words.
Please return, Watson.
Without my Bosewell,
is just like losing an arm.
I am incomplete.
Alone I did it.
But will anyone read it?
Watson will, at least.
"I hate to say it.
From now on Watson, I'll leave
the writing to you."
A man of letters
painting a picture with words.
He is an artist.