HollyIvanPoetry

Growing up is like a young orange on a tree. So tender and shiny. It is smooth and soft to touch. And when the sun rises,it gliters like gold. When it rains it glows like a fire flame, It's so beautiful to the eyes. Growing up is sweet and loving.

it is rewarding for you to be patient, because if you do,you will not regret like some other people do. Patient people to not fall Victims of circumstances because they always have a second thought before they decide on something.