The lady I ought to be

I dream to be someone
that they will adore
Full of roses and beauty
and talent's not a bore
A graceful lady of skills
and of might
A fascinating woman
who does nothing
but right
Yet no one is perfect
and no one will be
How will I be such if
nothings good in me?
I pray night and day
and again till tomorrow
to be such a lady and
ease any sorrow