Answer:
I start in little but I end in full you'll find me in half and complete.
I have palms but not on hands I offer foods from distant lands When at my peak you'll see me smoke I'm famous for my friendly folk My flowers grow and yet they lay There's fire where a man will play.
It's red liquid but not liquid and it's not red. What is it?
I have four wings, but cannot fly, I never laugh and never cry; On the same spot Iām always found, toiling away with little sound. What am I?
I can be repeated but rarely in the same way. I can't be changed but can be rewritten. I can be passed down but should not be forgotten.
Born of earth, but with none of its strength. Molded by flame, but with none of its power. Shaped