Answer:
One simple click, one simple flash. A piece of memory, for years I'll last. What am I?
I go around in circles but always straight ahead never complain no matter where I am led. What am I?
I'm an old relative who's hand's can't hold anything and eyes canβt see anything
Iβm grown from darkness but shine with a pale light. Very round I am and always a lady's delight.
Whoever makes it tells it not. Whoever takes it knows it not. Whoever knows it wants it not
Runs over fields and woods all day. Under the bed at night sits not alone, With long tongue hanging out, Resting at your feet until we go for a walk