The town grew into a city.

By degrees their friendship grew into love.

A small village grew into a large city.

The little girl grew into a beautiful woman.

Plants began to diversify and grew, turning into trees.

Now the baby grew into a very smart guy.

The insect grew out of a pupa into an imago.

By degrees the friendship between him and her grew into love.

We grew up, and we grew older.

But over the years, the tradition of harmless tricks grew into outright vandalism.

Now over the centuries it grew into the big pieces we always think of,

She grew roses.

He grew old.

He grew old.

She grew roses.

The marathon grew.

Because he grew?

So turbines grew.

This grew into a passion for finding things, a love for the past and archaeology.

Roosevelt Grier, or Rosey Grier, as people used to call him, grew up and grew into a 300 pound, six foot five linebacker in the NFL.

Tom grew a mustache.

Tom grew a moustache.

Her hair grew back.

Their son grew bigger.

He grew no fatter.

The wind grew stronger.

His love grew cold.

The party grew chilly.

My father grew old.

Here's how you grew.

I grew up herding,

We grew up playing

He grew pretty much.

I grew up mad.

Their love grew passionate.

Now it's evening, and my dinner first grew cold, and then grew mold.

When I grew up, this was basically the media environment of my childhood as translated into food.

He grew larger and larger.

The idea grew on him.

He grew up in Australia.

Mold grew on the boots.

And the boy grew older.

It grew larger and larger.

The tree grew very tall.

I grew up watching Pokemon.