You're Not Sick--You're Nadia
We walk so that you may dance
a wild young rhythm on ballerina feet.
We walk so that you may sing
lustily, off-key, about princesses & love
so that you can ask, "Do I get to go to Hollywood?"
so that you can say, "Tell me no, mom, so I can practice crying."
We walk so that your crying will remain just practice.
Girl, you demand life like you demand food
like you command your daddy to rub your feet
like you sass me & say, "I know that" & roll your eyes.
We're here to roll our eyes at cystic fibrosis,
hands on hip, giving it full sass
so that you can continue
your strange way of calling people humans,
your hourly costume changes--
We walk to spread your attitude--like you told Gavin,
"I'm not sick! I'm Nadia!"
My daytime Cinderella,
we walk for you.
B. Faulkner
4-26-2010
Come visit our team web page, Team Nadia Denise, for Great Strides.
We walk so that you may dance
a wild young rhythm on ballerina feet.
We walk so that you may sing
lustily, off-key, about princesses & love
so that you can ask, "Do I get to go to Hollywood?"
so that you can say, "Tell me no, mom, so I can practice crying."
We walk so that your crying will remain just practice.
Girl, you demand life like you demand food
like you command your daddy to rub your feet
like you sass me & say, "I know that" & roll your eyes.
We're here to roll our eyes at cystic fibrosis,
hands on hip, giving it full sass
so that you can continue
your strange way of calling people humans,
your hourly costume changes--
We walk to spread your attitude--like you told Gavin,
"I'm not sick! I'm Nadia!"
My daytime Cinderella,
we walk for you.
B. Faulkner
4-26-2010
Come visit our team web page, Team Nadia Denise, for Great Strides.
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