Never Resting, Never Still
Never resting, never still,
Silently moving from hill to hill,
I do not walk, run or trot,
But all is cool where I am not.
What am I?
Sunlight (or sunshine).
Cheap To Make, Easy To Define
I’m cheap to make and easy to define.
A riverbank could populate the line.
What am I?
A boundary.
By Sef Daystrom
After You Wake Up
You do this after you wake up,
And you get all wet,
If you didn’t you would cause,
Those nearby to fret.
What am I?
Getting dressed.
Hear a Lot, Say a Lot
I hear a lot
And I say a lot
Few ever look for me
And even fewer ever hear me
I hide in plain sight
Whether its day or night
To help is all I want
But most like to bend me
And as if they had a wand
Never again shall anyone find me
They do this to control
Without realizing the high price of a soul
But when I’m least expected
They’d rather be protected
For there shall be no place to hide
What am I?
The truth.
Wholly Unreal
Something wholly unreal, yet seems real to I
Think my friend, tell me where does it lie?
In your mind.
A Treasure to Many
A necessity to some, a treasure to many,
I’m best enjoyed among pleasant company.
Some like me hot, some like me cold.
Some prefer mild, some like me bold.
What am I?
Coffee.