O Hari, 'tis morn, awake, there's water in the jar for you to wash your face no need to hurry there's plenty of time. <br /> <br />I'll bring you whatever you like for your breakfast- dried fruits, butter, honey and bread. <br /> <br />Says Suradasa, Yashoda's heart overflows with joy when her gaze alights on her darling boy.<br /><br />Sant Surdas<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/breakfast/
