Answer:
What loses its head in the morning but gets it back at night?
I row quickly with four oars but never comes out from under my own roof.
I shoot but never kills
Deep, deep, do they go. Spreading out as they go. Never needing any air. They are sometimes as fine as hair.
I'm light as a feather yet the strongest person can't hold me for more than a few minutes. 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