Answer:
This thing all things devours: Birds, beasts, trees, flowers; Gnaws iron, bites steel; Grinds hard stones to meal; Slays king, ruins town, And beats high mountains down.
A caribbean shape that makes ships disappear
Lighter than what I am made of, More of me is hidden Than is seen.
My life can be measured in hours, I serve by being devoured. Thin, I am quick. Fat, I am slow. Wind is my foe.
How can you burn an apple, blueberry, rose and pumpkin without leaving any ashes but retaining the smell of it?
Almost everyone needs it, asks for it, gives it. But almost nobody takes it.
Difficult
Animal
Easy
Food
Funny
Kids
Logic
What am I?