Answer:
*forward* *backwards*is what I do all day. I come in all different shapes and sizes. I can be scary and I can calm you down.
I am flora, not fauna. I am foliage, not trees. I am shrubbery, not grass. What am I?
I am so delicate that even mentioning me breaks me. What am I?
I cannot be bought cannot be sold even if Iām sometimes made of gold.
I spend the day at the window, go to the table for meals, and hide at night. What am I?
Runs over fields and woods all day. Under the bed at night sits not alone, With long tongue hanging out, Resting at your feet until we go for a walk