I hope this touches some adults and
makes them look at their children, friend's
children and younger family members equally.
This is a tough emotion I've battled in my life.
I compare myself as I am now to how I predict
myself to be as a mother, grandmother, friend
and grown woman. This poem is inspired by
Beyonce's song If I Were a Boy.


If I was grown,

I would look into her eyes.

Tell her she's one of a kind.

Tell her she could achieve everything.


I would kiss her goodnight.

And tell her everything's gonna be all right.

I wouldn't be afraid to breathe in deep,

And acknowledge her taking the journey.

I swear I'd think of everything twice.


If I was grown,

I think I would understand how she feels.

I would listen to her, share fears and tears.

Enjoy the years.


I would pick her up and twirl her around.

I would lace up her figure skates,

And hold out my hand.

I swear I'd be there.


If I was grown,

I would give her wisdom to begin anew.

Give her the strength to grow true .


I would teach her what's right.

I would take the time to explain why.

I would hand over the reins.

I would tell her I'm here beside her.

I swear I'd try harder than before.


I would let her walk the miles.

Because now she is grown,

And she knows what's right.

She knows I'm there,

She knows I tried.


I need to let go.

I must let her grow.