Answer:
The more you take of me the more you leave behind.
No matter how much rain gets on me, I won't get any wetter. What am I?
I am just two and two. I am hot. I am cold. I am the parent of numbers that cannot be told. I am a gift beyond measure, a matter of course. What am I?
score in end zones.
I am natureβs way of applauding lightning.
I fly to any foreign parts assisted by my spreading wings. My body holds an hundred hearts Nay I will tell you stranger things when I am not in haste I ride and then I mend my pace anon.