A marked piece of wood / by which children were measured / stands idle, they’ve grown.
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How do you do it? You capture universal human feelings with your poem and photo in such a unique way. The haiku needs the photo, and the photo needs the haiku. They work so well together to express every parent’s bittersweet experience of kids growing up.