Answer:
I think you live beneath a roof that is upheld by me; I think you seldom walk abroad but my fair form you see; I close you in on every side you very dwelling pave and probably I'll go with you At last into the grave.
Every dawn begins with me. At dusk I'll be the first you see and daybreak couldn't come without. What midday centers all about. Daises grow from me I'm told. And when I come I end all code but in the sun I won't be found. Yet still each day I'll be around.
You have to travel far before you turn it over. What is it?
Although it sounds like I work on a transportation device I actually work in a restaurant.
What can be drawn but never taken?
A little house full of meat, no door to go in and eat.
What am I?
Animal
Difficult
Easy
Food
Funny
Kids
Logic