Analysis of A walk through the woods.

A walk through the woods. 

I took a path into the woods, with the branches crackling beneath my feet. The field opened up, and I saw a host of golden daffodils beside a lake beneath the trees, dancing in the breeze. Then I saw a beautiful girl walking like the night. The gentle light mellowed her. One shade, one ray more or less. The waves in every Raven tress. Her thoughts of serenity sweet express. Her smile was a temp that glow no man could look upon how her love flowed like a cool summer stream way down below. She is like the great willow tree; she does not come with a fee.