HollyIvanPoetry

It sounds like dry leaves in a Forest on a sunny day It provokes me to pull my blanket back on my body Giving me comfort to stretch my legs Kicking the bed sheet to get the the best feel Like a cat in snoring I find my zeal

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.

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