Answer:
I'm a word that's hardly there. Take away my start and I'm an herbal flair. What am I?
I go around in circles but always straight ahead never complain no matter where I am led. What am I?
Squeeze me and I cry tears as red as my flesh, but my heart is made of stone. What am I?
I am very afraid of doing scary activities.
You bury me when Iām alive and dig me up when Iām dead. What am I?
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.