Answer:
What month of the year has 28 days?
Three lives have I. Gentle enough to soothe the skin. Light enough to caress the sky. Hard enough to crack rocks.
Two brothers we are, great burdens we bear. All day we are bitterly pressed. Yet this I will say, we are full all the day, and empty when go to rest.
I have legs but walk not, a strong back but work not. Two good arms but reach not. A seat but sit and tarry not.
Whoever makes it, tells it not. Whoever takes it, knows it not. Whoever knows it, wants it not. What is it?
What gets broken if it’s not kept?