Fiction

MuslimKidsMatter | My Rare Friend Poem

Published

August 25, 2013

Nur Kose

After learning about and interacting with children her age who are affected by rare diseases, 10-year-old Hana Hubert wrote this poem to let other kids know about some of these situations. Hana hopes you will make an effort to be kind to these kids after reading her poem!

My Rare Friend

by Hana Hubert

I take my eyes for granted, each day I run around,
When it is time to go to sleep, ugh I hate the very sound.

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Until the marvelous moment that spectacular day,
My mom drove me to the park to play.

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I was looking for a potential park friend,
And I saw a little girl sitting at the other end.

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She needed to be honest, polite and kind,
Perhaps those qualities in her I could find.

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I was quite curious, so I decided to look closer,
Only to discover she was quaking all over.

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I figured she was cold and I called out “Hi”,
And she tried to wave back in reply,

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But I noticed the movements were rather quirky,
Stiff, shaking and rather jerky.

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I stopped as she called out,
Her words slurred and jumbled, as if in doubt.

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I felt my throat tighten in fear,
Until her mother beckoned me near,

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“Please come here and be Sarah’s friend.”
I could set aside my fear and peace and happiness to her I could lend.

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She was different and strange in a way,
Perhaps with her I could play.

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Sara stood up and gave me a wink,
Her peculiar movements made me think.

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Suddenly, for her I felt bad,
In truth, the girl looked rather sad.

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So I hurried over and took her hand,
Sarah’s life I simply couldn’t let it be bland.

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We walked gently to the slide and I helped her up the steps,
With her sudden jerky movements it seemed as if she would collapse.

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But I wouldn’t let that happen, not with me by her side,
When we reached the top, I helped her go down the slide.

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I held her feet as she climbed the monkey bars,
When we swung on the swing, I pushed her up to the stars.

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Tired we sat down to play a game,
As we talked, we realized we are the same.

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I discovered she had a disease called MS,
I can see that it causes her stress.

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Nothing will come between her and me,

Forever friends we will be.

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Allhamdulillah for the blessings I’m given

To teach other people about rare disease, I am driven.

About the Author

Hana Hubert is a smart, strong, healthy girl who loves to care for others in a good-natured, well-mannered way. She loves caring for plants and doing ibadah to Allāh. She enjoys drawing, painting, and playing with her friends. She also likes to play in the park, swim, and jump on her trampoline. Her favorite colors include all shades of green. Hana lives in Delaware with her parents and younger brother.

(Attention, writers! Muslim Kids Matter is a regular feature at Muslim Matters. New articles for kids are posted every other Sunday. You’re welcome to send in your entries to muslimkidsmatter@muslimmatters.org.)

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3 Comments

iMuslim

August 25, 2013 at 8:15 PM

Jazakillah khair for this poem. May we all be blessed with kind, helpful friends and be the same for others, ameen. :)

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fawad khan

August 29, 2013 at 6:31 PM

excellent Poem what a sense of poetry used by little girl i am really impressed about her poetry.May Allah recover her soon and lot of Good wishes for her future.

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Wael Abdelgawad

April 9, 2014 at 6:09 PM

Very sweet poem. Thank you so much sister Hana.

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