Answer:
What can you share and still have all for yourself?
What does man love more than life, fear more than death or mortal strife. What the poor have, the rich require, and what contented men desire. What the miser spends, and the spendthrift saves. And all men carry to their graves.
Two bodies have I, though both joined in one. The more still I stand, the quicker I run.
Whiling away the hours of flowers, Walking through fields of gold. Preening and pruning in lights fading hours, For petals to freeze in the cold. What is it?
What is it that given one, you’ll have either two or none?
I have two eyes in the front and a lot of eyes on my tail