I move so fast and can’t wait for you. Still, you can see me near and far

I bend but I never break. I can allow you to see, but I can also take it away. Sometimes I bounce, sometimes I cease to exist.

it keeps you alive, yet you only see it in the dead of winter

I'm not a fancy noble, nor can I bite and roar; Some people find me pretty, but by others, I'm abhorred. You may see me in your neighbor's yard, but hopefully not in yours.

Hidden in fruit, pod, and tree The weary find strength when they ingest me Black, Brown, Green or via flying Red longhorn I shall give you all the fire that you so mourn