Answer:
I am drawn by everyone without pen or pencil
I am all around, yet to me you are half blind. Sunlight makes me invisible and difficult to find. What am I?
I hop around and deliver eggs at Easter.
I am black of eye and bright of hair. I fast into the ground and follow my lord as he races around the world. What am I?
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.
Though not a plant, has leaves. Though not a beast, has spine. Though many wouldn't need this thing, It's more valuable than wine.