Answer:
I am the same written forward backward and upside down.
I hatch without food
I am a pretty one, fluttering in the pale blue sky. Delicate, fragile on the wing, indeed I am a pretty thing. What am I?
I am rarely touched but often held and if you are smart you'll use me well.
Without a bridle, or a saddle, across a thing I ride a-straddle. And those I ride, by help of me, though almost blind, are made to see. What am I?
What is the difference between love and marriage?