Apple Cider
Apple Cider tastes like October.
Have some, youll see its true. I can feel the chill breeze pass through me. The air is as crisp as the cider. Cool and refreshing like the autumn air is to my lungs. Breathing into me a feeling of freshness, of an upcoming beginning. Its the color of the leaves that fall each year, bronze hues swish around in the cup as the leaves dance in the air.
Apple Cider has faint traces of innocence.
I imagine myself so much smaller, gazing down into the drink as I stand here now, so blissfully unaware, and my heart light with cheer. When I first began to taste the world for myself. Oh,