Answer:
I can make arrows fly. I can make kites soar. What am I?
I am flora not fauna. I am foliage not trees. I am shrubbery not grass.
Island hello
I think you live beneath a roof that is upheld by me; I think you seldom walk abroad but my fair form you see; I close you in on every side you very dwelling pave and probably I'll go with you At last into the grave.
I have been the beginning of ideas for all time yet I am just one simple small object the things that you can use me for can be frustrating and also I can be pretty. I have some of the most valuable thing in the world on me yet almost everyone owns me.
I flow from the Homerβs mouth when he sees doughnuts.