I Would

I would If I would meet the girl I was So many years ago I would sit down and chat with her And make sure that she’d know I’d let her know that she was smart Courageous and delightful I’d tell her to be sweet and nice And never to be spiteful I’d make sure that when I’m with her She feels appreciated I’d give her reason to believe She won’t be underrated I’d warn her about thoughts and moods That ruin self-assurance To be alert and fight them off Each time, at each occurrence Another thing I’d tell her quick For there is no privilege greater She must become a servant of The Almighty Creator And I’d teach her to be gentle To be courteous, to be real She must become a lady With a mysterious appeal So I’d give her all my wisdom I’d share without restraint I’d teach her how not to become The person that I ain’t And after a good many years I’d look her up to see If she grew up and turned into Nobody else but me.