Poem: Hot Apple Cider (#octoprompt Cider)

And here’s the poem. It was written first, but I wasn’t happy with it. I’m happier with the short even if it needs edits. It can go deeper and needs to.

[#Octoprompt] [SS: Justin (#octoprompt Cider)] [About Cat Hartliebe]

Hot Apple Cider

There is nothing quite like a hot apple cider on a cold morning.
With the sun peeking over the horizon and your body still half in bed.
Sitting on the porch swing as the steam warms your face
it’s like a good morning that screams fall is here
then the day begins and life moves forward

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