Answer:
Each morning I appear to lie at your feet, all day I follow no matter how fast you run. Yet I nearly perish in the midday sun.
My love, when I gaze on thy beautiful face. Careering along, yet always in place, the thought has often come into my mind. If I ever shall see thy glorious behind.
They make no sense at all, In them you either fly or fall. They make you do it all. Their need is biologic, but they are most illogic. They are not real but still can be achieved, If they are just believed
Who spends the day at the window, goes to the table for meals. And hides at night?
A word of five letters, Upside down is the same, A shark does this, But it’s not to blame. What is the word?
You can always find me in the past. I am created in the present, but the future can not change me. What am I?