Many of his poems are still read and loved by children as well as by grown up men and women.
"The women there are grown bigger, too," Evelyn explained.
Perhaps our guardian angel gathers them up as we drop them, and will give them back to us in the beautiful sometime when we have grown wiser, and learned how to use them rightly.
Deidre crossed to him, unafraid of the creature whose appearance often made grown Immortals quake and grovel.
Natasha, who was treated as though she were grown up, was evidently very proud of this but at the same time felt shy.
He'd watched Damian's birth here, grown up here, met Claire here.
In this world, humans have grown fat, stopped walking, and fill their days with non-stop entertainment and food.
At barely ten years old, he'd been too weak to fight off full-grown men, too weak to protect her.
It wasn't something either of them wanted to do, but the situation had grown out of control.
Katie had forgiven his inexperienced blundering, but as she had grown closer to Alex, she had drifted further from Carmen.
For a moment his gaze ran over her face in that searching way she had grown accustomed to.
She'd grown up never having seen death, and in the past week, she'd seen it in its most gruesome forms.
He huddled deeper into his coat, more than the rain chilling him. The Ully-demon still wore Ully's face, but the rest of his body had grown bony and taller. Toby couldn't help wondering when Ully had been swapped for a demon, but it had to have been before they left Hell.
Darian watched his little brother, at once proud of the White God that Damian had grown into and crushed by the sense of his own failure.
When you're riding an ATV you can cover more territory, and the animals have grown used to the sound of them.
Yancey was his pseudonym, and the man she had grown to love.
His eyes expressed approval and the thin lips twitched in what she had grown to accept as a smile - fleeting as it was.
She couldn't get over seeing a grown man acting like a teenager.
In fact, no one slapped a warrior full grown, not even his father.
I forget you are all grown sometimes.
It'd hit her on the spaceship ride home and had only grown deeper.
His features had grown dark and shuttered.
He'd found some level of peace, and he'd grown powerful enough to kill an Other.
She'd buried them under the callus she'd grown around her emotions.
He sometimes felt like his family treated him like a child when he'd grown overnight into a god.
She looked towards their destination then back at the pillar of magic, which had grown thicker and had begun eating away at the earth around it.
The plants were grown from the remains of my forefathers?
In 1962, some of them were grown in India, and based on the results, Borlaug was invited to India.
Second, some people will still want their food grown the old-fashioned way, just like how I buy heritage meats and heirloom seeds.
The proverbial "Little Timmy" will find it hard to believe that food isn't manufactured like electronics but grown like an animal.
Half the rice grown in California is a descendant of Calrose 76, created when gamma rays mutated some regular rice and the resulting mutant produced more grain and less spoilage.
But the tomato, a berry grown out of its natural proportion by the fiddling of man, at least knew redness was its ultimate goal.
That's not the way a grown man would respond!
The crowd had grown since Dean's Thursday trip, both in numbers of climbers and spectators.
His face seemed to have shriveled or melted; his features had grown smaller.
Since Prince Andrew had last seen him Kutuzov had grown still more corpulent, flaccid, and fat.
The stout man rose, frowned, shrugged his shoulders, and evidently trying to appear firm began to pull on his jacket without looking about him, but suddenly his lips trembled and he began to cry, in the way full-blooded grown-up men cry, though angry with himself for doing so.
He was so much interested in that task that he was unable to sleep, and in spite of his cold which had grown worse from the dampness of the evening, he went into the large division of the tent at three o'clock in the morning, loudly blowing his nose.
In one thin, translucently white hand he held a handkerchief, while with the other he stroked the delicate mustache he had grown, moving his fingers slowly.
The huge, endless bivouac that had previously resounded with the crackling of campfires and the voices of many men had grown quiet, the red campfires were growing paler and dying down.
That was why Petya had blushed and grown confused when Denisov asked him whether he could stay.
"If grown-up, distinguished men think so, it must be necessary and right," thought he.