Sunday, October 30, 2005

My Dastar, My Crown,

My Dastar, My Crown,
I wear it without a frown.
For you see it is a gift from my father,
To keep my precious hair together.
Not just a piece of cloth,
But a fabric that I fold and mold,
Lovingly around my hair each morn.
Guru Gobind Singh Ji, my father, gave me this crown,
So I can stand out in a crowd,
With a powerful smile showing I’m proud.

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