Answer:
I am always running but I never get tired or hot. What am I?
The higher I climb, the hotter I engage. I cannot escape my crystal cage. What am I?
I am the only thing that place today before yesterday. (one word)
I am in truth a yellow fork from tables in the sky by inadvertent fingers dropped the awful cutlery. Of mansions never quite disclosed and never quite concealed the apparatus of the dark to ignorance revealed.
I can only be played on a windy day
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