The locks

the birds chirp in the air
the path is yellow like the yellow brick road
the canal silently beside you
it lie in remembrance thinking of its past
the river runs beside you old and strong
it rushes like the wind
the river gives life
so does the canal
the trees bend over the path
they bow before the greatness that humanity has created
they bow before what was given back to nature
the crisp leaves fall gracefully
as the water trickles sweetly
the golden hues of a fall day
oh it looks like heaven!
the river on one side singing its drum line
the canal sings a sweet lullaby
the river carries the leaves to the Chesapeake
the canal lets them be and allows the fish to hide sleepily underneath
the chirping of birds singing in their joyful lull
the animals rustle as they get their homes ready for winter
the turtles loiter on the fallen branches
beauty and happiness is to be found
if you only look