In a village where skies always gleamed, Lived [Hawa](36N37BSR), a girl who always dreamed. Her crutch in hand, she’d skip and sway, Her laughter lighting up the day.

Though cancer dimmed her energy's fire, Her heart burned bright, lifting others higher. With one strong leg, she danced so free, With every move, pure melody.

Each morning brought a hopeful sunrise, [Hawa](36N37BSR) would greet it with bright wide eyes. The village knew her, a shining star, Her courage spread near and far.

“You’re brave,” they’d say, “you’re strong as can be.” [Hawa](36N37BSR) replied, “The world’s beauty I see.” Her spirit rose, though her body was weak, In her small voice, big words she would speak.

One day she grew frail, her body now slow, Her smiles remained even as winds would blow. The children stayed close, her stories they’d hear, Her words of wisdom, they’d hold so dear.

She taught them of love, and courage so true, Of skies so vast, and hearts colored blue. She dreamed of a world where all pain would fade, Where a brighter future was surely made.

But one golden day, her eyes closed tight, Her spirit took flight, to eternal light. Her absence left tears, but memories stayed, And love in the hearts she had lovingly laid.

Now each morning, when the village awakes, They see her light in the sun it makes. They hear her laugh in the rain that falls, Her spirit echoes through the village calls.

[Hawa](36N37BSR)’s story is one to tell, Of joy and courage where she did dwell. Now her crutch rests, for she flies high, A star that twinkles in the night sky.

So remember dear [Hawa](36N37BSR), her strength and grace, In your chest she left a special place. Be like her, bold, kind, and true— For you’ve her courage inside of you.