Answer:
I look like a tiny trombone
I am not alive but I can die. What am I?
Things here are usually tagged with red stickers.
Never ahead, ever behind, yet flying swiftly past; for a child, I last forever; for an adult, I'm gone too fast. What am I?
I am a shimmering field that reaches far. Yet I have no tracks and am crossed without paths. What am I?
Runs over fields and woods all day. Under the bed at night sits not alone, With long tongue hanging out, Resting at your feet until we go for a walk