Here you will find the Poem Krishna Questions His Hair Braid Not Growing of poet Sant Surdas
Mother, when will my hair-braid grow? milk you said will make it grow, but still it remains so short. Mother when will my hair-braid grow you said like Bal it would be strong, his braid has grown fat and long, combing , braiding, bathing, drying, to the ground like a serpent writhing. for me you say milk is better. never delicious bread and butter, Sur, long live the two brothers, the twosome of hari and haldhar.