Answer:
At the sound of me, one may dream or stamp their feet, At the sound of me, one may laugh or sometimes weep.
Round like a dishpan and smaller than a bathtub. But the ocean can't fill it. What is it?
My children are near and far. No matter that I know where they are. The gift I give them make their day. But if I were gone they would wander away.
They can float and tickle, but their sound is rarely heard unless you're a pillow or bird. What are they?
Scythe of darkness, Shadow’s light. Guiding eye of thirteenth sight.
What do angels sing in the shower?