friede

Surely, if they'd known young Dora read other poems by the nice man who wrote about little Christmas trees and moon balloons and pretty how towns (whatever they were), they'd have had an apoplexy (young Dora was never sure what that was, but if they were upset by a little pink hair or change in eye color, surely her extracurricular reading from Dad's library wouldn't go over well).````Inspired by the e.e. cummings challenge. RL/NT.