Answer:
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.
The higher I climb, the hotter I engage. I cannot escape from my crystal cage.
Face with a tree, skin like the sea. A great beast I am. Yet vermin frightens me.
High born, my touch is gentle. Purest white is my lace. Silence is my kingdom. Green is the color of my death.
I went to the woods and got it, when i got it didn’t want it, looked for it, couldn’t find it so I took it home.
What is so fragile that saying its name breaks it?