Answer:
Whiling away the hours of flowers, Walking through fields of gold. Preening and pruning in lights fading hours, For petals to freeze in the cold. What is it?
Not a burden for its weight and daily carried out, He who takes it wishes it had never come about
This is needed both for courage and hardcover books.
I can be short and sometimes hot. When displayed, I rarely impress.
What can be forever wound up but never annoyed?
I have two eyes in the front and a lot of eyes on my tail