I build your frame, but I am not wood or stone. Dogs love to chew me, and I'm buried alone. I can break, I can heal, and I'm hidden within.

I am born each morning, And die every night, You cannot catch me in your hand, I travel at the speed of light, I have no weight, but can warm your face, I have no voice, but brighten every place. What am I?

I come on silent, soft and slow, and steal the day’s departing glow. I drape the earth in velvet shade, while stars step out and light the way.

From my crown a spiral horn shines bright, A gift of magic from the stars at night. I dance where rainbows kiss the sky, Leaving sparkles as I trot by. With twinkling hooves and a magical glow, Through enchanted forests I softly go. With a flick of my tail, I paint dreams in the air, A mythical creature beyond compare.

I'm not made of cheese But don't tell the cow who jumped over me. When I'm full and you go mad Just remember to be glad You might have been a werewolf You're just crazy for not saying woof.