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"I Am From" by Nicholas D'Agostino ©

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Published on Jun 22, 2009

http://NicholasDAgostino.com

I wrote this poem sophomore year of High School. It was the first true poem I had ever written, and couldn't have been written on a more relevant topic... where I am from. The place I live, but more so the people I live with, have inspired me beyond words to make the best out of my life. If I had to describe exactly just how amazing my friends and family have been to me, and how much love and support they have smothered me with... then I would have to be explaining the entirety of my life, and need to talk in my sleep! In this poem specifically, I attempt to do justice to just how vital my Mother, my Father, and my twin Brother have been in OUR constant battle against Spinal Muscular Atrophy.

"I Am From"
by N.A. D'Agostino

I am from farm country, the place I call my home-
With rolling hills, and daffodils, there's a lot of room to roam.
I am from the peace and quiet that lives behind my ranch.
A place I go for answers, to give nature's voice a chance.
And as I smell Mom's cooking, I relax and find a cloud.
Everyone is different, and I should just be proud.
I am lucky to have a brother, who is the same as I.
Someone who knows my feelings, to talk to eye-to-eye.
My father is my hero, he is the leader of our clan.
He is the greatest father, there is not a better man.
He is my idol, the man I hope to be-
A stickler for my future, whatever's meant for me.
My mothers is the dreamer, she keeps my hope alive.
Without her, I have no future, no willingness to strive.
She has solved the puzzle, she has me figured out.
She knows my full potential, and doesn't have a doubt.
I am from a disease, that has delayed all of my dreams.
It can't take my spirit, impossible that seems.
I am from a wheelchair, that takes me place to place.
But it can't chip the smile, that is cemented on my face.
My disease is like a predator, after all it's prey.
I always seem to fight it off, I do battle every day.
I have grabbed my weapons, I'm ready for the fight.
I will overcome this, and put it out of sight.
I am going to be someone, my future's already planned.
Now it's time to face my challenges, and take another stand.

Special thanks to Daniela for taking the time to make this video for me! It is truly an amazing gesture. Please check out her incredible video production project at: http://www.youtube.com/user/DVideoPro

PLEASE don't forget to rate and comment! You're feedback is important to me, and your criticism (good or bad) is welcome, so that I can be exposed to new beliefs and ideas! Also, subscribe if you would like to see more. I will be posting more poems soon! Thanks again.

DISCLAIMER: Any music, pictures, video, sounds, or effects in this piece belong to their respective owners and they deserve the credit for their contribution. The only aspect that I claim copyright to, is my words and poetry. No infringement intended.

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