Answer:
Without a bridle, or a saddle, across a thing I ride a-straddle. And those I ride, by help of me, though almost blind, are made to see. What am I?
I'm many people's favorite place even though many don't remember their stay. You'll love to come but hate to leave if you get cold use my sleeves.
I am a chair that can move. What am I?
I love to twist and dance. Though wingless, I fly high up into the sky. What am I?
My second is performed by my first. A thief by the marks of my whole might be caught. What am I?
I run through hills. I veer around mountains. I leap over rivers. And crawl through the forests. Step out your door to find me.