Esther FleurThomas


To John Watson - From Sherlock Holmes(BBC version)


This is hello and goodbye John,
I know that all is well,
Remember two twisted minds John,
From Reichenbach we fell.

I know it must be boring John,
When cases all die down,
Yet still with waking eyes John,
You’ll see crime around the town.

And though I’d like to wake John,
And play another game,
I’m playing life, and loosing John,
Death always wins the same.

By the time you read this little rhyme,
I know I’ll be long gone,
But don’t be angered by the time,
It’s job did nothing wrong.

I remember I once said John.
That you were my one friend,
The one friend, that you stayed John,
Right through to the end.

Another chapter finished John,
Another must begin,
You’ve tried living on your own John,
Knowing I would not be in.

Any time you’re by my grave John,
Or look sadly to the sky,
I will not be there either John,
See John, I did not die.

-SH

Submitted: Tuesday, January 17, 2012
Edited: Wednesday, January 25, 2012

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  • John Creiff (2/3/2012 8:18:00 AM)

    This poem is great. I like how (almost) every other line ends with John. And the last stanza is wonderful. (Report) Reply

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