Growing up
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.
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.
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