Answer:
What gives life and love, and is there till they die? What can hide you and find you, heal you and feed you but should never give up on you?
If someone calls you this, it might be time to consider hot wax
If you drop me I'm sure to crack. But give me a smile and I'll always smile back.
In the sun it likes to play; In the rain it goes away; Walk or run it always follows; In the mud it always wallows.
It can be clear like water, but it burns like fire.
People take me on walks and I run and have fun. What am I?