Answer:
I am constantly overlooked by everyone but everyone has me.
I have palms but not on hands I offer foods from distant lands When at my peak you'll see me smoke I'm famous for my friendly folk My flowers grow and yet they lay There's fire where a man will play.
A sport with love and service played by singles and pairs.
I welcome the day with a show of light. I steathily came here in the night. I bathe the earthy stuff at dawn but by noon, I'm gone. What am I?
What is made of wood, but can't be sawed?
Brings the sky a lot closer.