there's a poet let loose in the library...
Love this one.Whenever I had to buy my son pants for some event...like black ones for a band concert, or navy ones for a wedding...I always waited until the last possible second, so he didn't grow out of them beforehand.
This is so sweet. I love this haiku! I am never sure how much is shrinkage, and how much is growth. I suspect it is mostly the latter.
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