My poem...

[Lioness_Heart]

I was writing this a couple of hours ago instead of doing my english essay. Please may you tell me what you think of it? (Be honest - tell me if it isn't any good)

I am there:
Seek me where the flowers grow
Look to where the grass once grew
So long and strong,
Swaying slowly as the breeze does blow.

Look beneath the open sky
That waves and twirls
As a swallow,
With the sun a daffodil reflecting my flowing hair,
And the moon itself a star.

I am lying there:
Where the pond now pretends to be,
With its greasy verges not an inch
From my nose,
Where I too lie.

It is my garden,
Where no-one else can hide,
But no-one else can seek.
Though if you look so very hard,
You can see
Through my eyes -

The green of the grass
And the blue of the sky
And the grey of the clouds overhead.
See reflected in the mirrors of my mind
An infinity

Of images;
Of roses, pure and red and gentle - gentle as the breeze
That whispers through the grass
That touches the petals
Of the flowers in my garden.

But beneath each rose
Lies a multitude of thorns
That grow
And twist
So lovingly around my sleeping form.

They bear me up
Yet pin me down,
But still I see
What will always be:
My garden.

However it is changed,
It will always be,
If only inside my mind.
The same sky above, same earth beneath my feet
As I tread that path

So long forgotten.
But if you seek me long and hard,
You will see me
Then. Drowning - no, I think not -
Drowned in the daffodills of my hair