Answer:
What can you catch but not throw?
Born of sorrow, grow with age, you need a lot of me to be a sage. What am I?
I am always hungry I must always be fed. The finger I lick will soon turn red.
I'm not alive and yet I grow. Just put me next to where it glows. A favorite in summertime best with friends when combined
If two is company and three is a crowd, what is four and five?
No matter how little or how much you use me, you change me every month.