Answer:
It moves around in circles. We see it as we turn. It keeps us always warm. Always alive and always dying, Across the sky we see it flying, But touch it and we burn.
Its fleece is warm and wooly white. And when you lie awake at night, count it and you'll fall asleep. What is it?
What never ends but you always have it
I come in winter. I cannot see, hear, or feel. I can't eat, but you can eat parts of me.
What divides by uniting and by dividing?
Of no use to one, Bliss to two. Men lie for it. The baby’s right,