Answer:
I am a time for gathering crops. Remove the first three letters and I become an object you can wear.
I plow and plow but never sow.
I am a ship that can be made to ride the greatest waves. I am not built by tool, but built by hearts and minds. What am I?
I hold two meanings. With one I may be broken with the other I hold on.
Every night I'm told what to do, and each morning I do what I'm told. But I still don't escape your scold. What am I?
A little house full of meat, no door to go in and eat.