Your father is learning
A collection of sciences that must be put into practice
You hit me with a whip of memory
To be more bermakana for the country's hometown
It's out of your skin now
But every wrinkle of your skin is an experience
You taught me
by your best military specialty
He gave me the right time to sleep
And there's no word out the night
Time must be done exactly
Immediately I was wrong to run for my polite
The black and white secret is your father's hobby.
With ministers and pawns run and then spend the night
Without stars as bright as the sun
I'm here always praying for your health dear father.
In every drop of your sweat
In the patter of your tired breath
The one full of extraordinary love
For me you are willing to be in the sun
Even the rain can't limit you
for me your child
In every prayer you give hope
Father...
I'll take care of your every advice
In every breath
In the recesses of my heart I will warm your name
I'll burn all your dreams
Just to enjoy your smile
On your twilight horizon
Father.
| Time | 17/11/2021 |
|---|---|
| Dimensions | 4016 × 6016 Pixels |
| device | Nikon D750 |
| Lensa | 50 MM |
| Aperture | f/1.8 |
| Iso | 200 |
| Flash | No flash |
| Balance | Auto |
| Exposure Time | 1/16 |
| Location | Lhoksukon |
| Photography | @agamtjutben |