5th December prompt from BookRookie12: glorious
Original characters, Arthur, an irregular and Benson, a dog he shares with Holmes and Watson. Both have appeared in my December fics before.
Glorious
Young Arthur, a small,
But now seasoned, Irregular,
Woke under blankets;
Well-worn but quite snug.
He tumbled from bedstead,
Still dream-filled and sleepy,
To land by his dog,
Sound asleep on the rug.
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He rushed to a frost-patterned,
Draughty old window;
His breath made a circle
To view life outside.
He stared as prim ladies
And elegant gentlemen
Slipped on the cobbles,
Quite undignified.
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The cart wheels spun wildly,
And hampered all progress;
And snowflakes kept falling
From leaden grey skies.
Street vendors slid gently
Down ice covered pavements;
The air filled with curses
And urchins' glad cries.
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A mug of hot tea;
A warm scarf, a wool jacket;
Some bread smeared with goose fat
To eat on the way.
As Arthur strode out
Into snow-laden chaos;
It was, he decided,
A glorious day!
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