The Scent of a Good Cigar

What is it comes through the deepening dusk, --

Something sweeter than jasmine scent

Sweeter than rose and biolet blent, 

More potent in power than orange or musk?

The scent of a good cigar.

I am all alone in my quiet room,

And the windows are open wide and free

To let in the south winds kiss for me

While I rock in the softly gathering gloom, 

And that subtle fragrance steals.

Just as a loving, tender hand

Will sometimes steal in yours, 

It softly comes through the open doors, 

And memory wakes at its command,--

The scent of a good cigar.

And what does it say? Ah! That's for me

And my heart alone to know;

But that heart thrills with a sudden glow, 

Tears fill my eyes till I cannot see,--

From the scent of that good cigar.

~ Kate A. Carrington