Easy To Be Cool

Under elms and blue skies

They once, long ago, walked.

It was a time of blood and confusion,

And of this they were well aware.

They none-the-less spoke of elms and blue skies

And not of blood and confusion.

They approached each other slowly and carefully

And with a great deal of wonder.

They tried very hard to be friends,

For it was a time of much distrust and many enemies.

It was easy to be cool; to be friendly was difficult, 

But the elms and blue skies helped.