Answer:
Three lives have I. Gentle enough to soothe the skin. Light enough to caress the sky. Hard enough to crack rocks.
The eight of us move forth and back. To protect our king from the foes attack.
It is sometimes known to have silver linings.
What force and strength cannot get through. I, with a gentle touch, can do. Many in the street would stand. Were I not a friend at hand.
When does Christmas come before Thanksgiving?
Brings the sky a lot closer.