On My Way Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

On my way

Backpack is full of books
And papers, highlighted,
Marked and set in order.

Many notes are attached
To be used as questions.

Am ready for trip
By bus and by plane
To set, run an organ.

But crazy brain
Always acts strange;
Multi-tasks to the end!

It is not like others'
To start go and end
The selected matter;
Easily and simple…

Even now is on tour
Of Moscow and Peter
Visiting old friends
Practice, their culture
Of give and take money
Through the door-frame
And keeping on table
When finished is bottle!

Guess will sit on suitcase
To think of travel
May ponder, remember.

"Oh Russians…"
Rightly said the singers;
In song of Rasputin, Boney M.

Another task is dog
Having saved the kittens
Of a lost mother cat
That mewed as orphans…