Late Night Cliché


With tales of Summers,
Winters and Springs.
With borrowed metaphors,
Amongst other things.

With flowers and birds,
Of vibrant hues,
With memories sweet,
Of me and you.

With joy and sadness
Calmness and rage,
I unsuccessfully try
To fill up a page.

Inspiration, perhaps,will come another time.
Until then, kindly bear with this rhyme.