Morning

Out where the air is cold, clean, and crisp
You hear the train in the distance
making a mid-morning run
The sky is blue
with a few swirls of cotton candy like clouds
and the trees are still
Once in a while their arms move,
making the autumn touched leaves
Fall gently to the ground
seeing waves of orange, yellow, green, and red
all the way to the horizon,
with houses peeking out
making the scene more amazing
You'll see the river
broken up like a puzzle among the trees
flowing along the edge of SUNY Canton
Above everything you see a cross
Proclaiming Christ;
the creator of this beautiful place