A Mile From End To End
A mile from end to end, yet as close to as a friend. A precious commodity, freely given. Seen on the dead and on the living. Found on the rich, poor, short and tall, but shared among children most of all. What is it?
A smile.
Long and Thin
Long and thin, red within,
With a nail at the end.
What am I?
A finger.
Dancing All The Time
Moving to and fro,
Dancing all the time.
Only to be moved by others
To allow them to pass by.
What am I?
A door.
A Ship To Ride the Greatest Waves
I am a ship that can be made to ride the greatest waves. I am not built by objects, but built by minds. What am I?
Friendship.
I Can Ruin a Lucky Run
I can ruin a lucky run,
Or create an item of wealth,
But for man, woman or child,
I’ll always steal your health.
What am I?
Die. The roll of a die can ruin a game of chance. A die (i.e. mold) is used to create new coins and so far at least, we all die.
Little Cat’s Feet
It comes in on little cat’s feet,
Is neither sour, nor sweet.
Hovers in the air,
And then is not there.
Fog or mist
If I Didn’t Exist, You Wouldn’t Either
I’m a six-letter word. If I did not exist, you wouldn’t either. With my first letter omitted I’m an alternative. The last three letters are feminine. The first four letters make an insect.
Who am I?
Mother
other = an alternative
her = feminine
moth = an insect