The crescent shines in the night so bright,
Bringing joy, spreading light.
A month of mercy, a time so pure,
A chance for hearts to heal and cure.
Fasting teaches patience deep,
To help the hungry, their pain we keep.
A time to give, a time to pray,
To seek His blessings every day.
With Suhoor's call, the dawn awakes,
At Iftar time, the thirst it breaks.
Through nights of prayer, we seek His grace,
Hoping for light in His embrace.
Ramadan Mubarak, a month divine,
A time to cleanse the heart and mind.
Let's walk the path of faith and love,
Guided by Allah's light above.
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