Yasin on his swing. He looks rather thoughtful, doesn’t he? The swinging motion calms him, and he falls into a dreamy state of mind.
Hope someday I’ll be sitting in the swing with Yasin, or pushing him higher and higher and he’ll be screaming at the top of his lungs with both excitement and trepidation – much like his sister used to do. Amin ya Rabbal ‘alamin.
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