GULDASTA

In fields of fabric, blooms divine,
Where petals dance, and threads entwine,
Guldasta whispers secrets sweet,
In every stitch, a story complete.
Each garment tells of nature's grace,
Embroidered hues in every lace,
From dawn's first blush to twilight's gleam,
Guldasta blossoms, a timeless dream.
With threads of silk and needles light,
We weave the garden, day and night,
For every woman, a floral crown,
In Guldasta's embrace, beauty found.
So let your spirit gently sway,
In garments where the flowers play,
For Guldasta blooms eternally,
A tapestry of femininity.