There once was a man named Dasharatha, Ayodhya’s king,
Endless wealth, most beautiful queens, had everything.
But one thing missing with a glare,
A son, for kingdom an heir.
To continue line king with priests grand sacrifice performed,
“Take the prasadam, divide amongst your wives,” was informed.
In due course pregnant the wives became,
Birth of eldest, a son with Rama the name.
Dasharatha with four sons, devoid of heir no longer.
Day after day, bond to Rama grew only stronger.
May that maintainer of dharma forever be with his son,
And may Rama shine His mercy on all His children, not missing a one.