In memory of Mandana Shirandami
Next week plan
Last night, I went to Heaven,
But, I had to come back.
It was around eleven,
Same evening. What the heck!
The show went so perfect,
I started 8:04.
I wasn't at all nervous,
Like many times before.
The flowers, the beer,
A few nice ladies too.
The warmest atmosphere.
All those things were true.
Now, I'm home staying,
Through all the aches and pains.
Next Tuesday, I'm planning
On being there again.
August 24, 2016
© By Igor
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