George Gordon McCrae (9 May 1833 – 15 August 1927 / Leith, Scotland)
Poems by George Gordon McCrae : 3 / 6
Life’s a Cigar
‘Life’s a cigar’: the wasting body glows;
The head turns white as Kosciusko’s snows;
And, with the last soul-fragrance still in air,
The ashes slowly sink in soft repose.
George Gordon McCrae
Submitted: Wednesday, April 21, 2010
Poems by George Gordon McCrae : 3 / 6
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