Summer comes a knocking, knocking at the door the sun shines very brightly making people sore!
Then along comes autumn dressed in red and gold blustery winds come suddenly making night-time cold.
Slowly, silently winter creeps in her icy cloak fires are lit in the hearth with fluffy puffs of smoke.
Each and every season Allah has made for you and me to marvel at His wonders and praise Him thankfully.
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