Give me lotus
Fly the pigeons
Hoist white flags
Rejoice
Friends out of foes
Bury their hatchets
Treaty Elysee
Versailles
Germany and France
Anniversary ties
Celebrate across
Forty years
Frown the cynics
Green eyed
Utter unkind
words
Old..
Not to forget, dear anxious
'Old is Gold'
"Peace Courageous'
Very good, Gup. How about "Old is mold, peace is grease (for a mechanic)". Hahahahahaha! --Rab
The French are a strange people. They are like the chaff of the wheat, they go whichever way the wind blows. Good poem. It is the Lion laying down with the lamb and making nice. They will be happy until the Lion becomes hungry then it will be like the cartoon "Tweety Bird and Sylvester"
Hugs and peace.
HK