Answer:
What holds names and memories which are not its own?
I can be quick and then I'm deadly, I am a rock, shell and bone medley. If I was made into a man, I'd make people dream, I gather in my millions By ocean, sea and stream.
What runs around all day. Then lies under the bed. With its tongue hanging out?
Green arrows grow out of my sides. I go from yellow to white. My babies fly in the wind. What am I?
My first is in blood and also in battle. My second is in acorn, oak, and apple. My third and fourth are both the same. In the center of sorrow and twice in refrain. My fifth starts eternity ending here. My last is the first of last, Oh Dear.
What gets broken if itβs not kept?