TO MY DARLING DAUGHTERS

When they gave me dolls dressed in satin

Pretty baby houses, tiny cups and kettle

When they taught me to play with them

Little did I know that it was to prepare me

To manage a kitchen and children in future

At my wedding when they dressed me

With the golden necklace, jingling anklets

Little did I realise that the necklace, anklet

All were nothing but my bonds for life

Not to raise my head, to think of freedom

But to my daughters, I made sure to give

Many books to read, ships, planes to play

Will not bond them with jewels heavy, tight

Gave a pen to write, wings of freedom to fly

And open a new, free sky, for every girl