Answer:
Four of us are in your field, But our differences keep us at yield, First, a one that is no fool, Though he resembles a gardenerโs tool, Next, one difficult to split in two, And a girl once had one as big as her shoe, Then, to the mind, oneโs a lovely bonder, And truancy makes it grow fonder, Last, a stem connecting dots of three
If you have it, you want to share it. If you share it, you don't have it.
Sometimes I am loud. And viewed with distaste. Poke out my 'eye', then I'm on the front of your face.
Left to right Iโm quite bright. Right to left I might bite.
There is an ancient invention. Still used in some parts of the world today. That allows people to see through walls.
What is always coming but never arrives?