Answer:
I move without wings Between silken string I leave as you find My substance behind.
I am sometimes referred to as chips
I beam, I shine, I sparkle white. I'll brighten the day with a single light. I'll charm and enchant all. I'll bring the best in you all. What am I?
People need me, yet they give me away every day. What am I?
So cold damp and dark I am. To stay you would refrain yet those who occupy me do never complain.
I met a man on the London bridge, he tipped his hat and drew his name, in this riddle I told you his name. What is it?