Answer:
I am the building with the most number of stories.
Soft, hairy, from door to door. I am the pet that always stays on the floor. What am I?
Every dawn begins with me. At dusk I'll be the first you see and daybreak couldn't come without. What midday centers all about. Daises grow from me I'm told. And when I come I end all code but in the sun I won't be found. Yet still each day I'll be around.
I can be long or short. I can be grown or bought. I can be painted or left bare. My tip can be round or square. (one word)
I am heavy forward, but backward I'm not. What am I?
I have feet on my head