A Drink By Any Other Name

Two entwined souls, hearts full of love.
She has no eggs and he no seed,
they have such a gift of life.
They fill their home with adopted children,
and bestow them with the desire
to consume all challenges.
Blessings return upon them four-fold;
With grand children and great grand children.
Love unbound flows like a river of sweet cider.
A bountiful family tree from this fruitless
couple grows. Branches laden with flowers,
The quandary? Is this a real fruitless cider?
Perhaps the only essential ingredient in cider is love.