Ruby jacket, dotted bright, tiny freckles dressed in white. Picked in sunshine, loved by all, sweetest smile of summer’s call.

Beneath the trees where secrets sleep, I rise from earth, dark and deep. From decay I weave my woodland spell, Where fairy whispers softly dwell. A velvet crown upon the ground, A hidden jewel where roots are found. Neither plant nor beast What am I?

I am a forest’s velvet skin, A tiny world where life begins. I cling where others cannot stay, And I drink the drops that come my way. What am I?

I'm found in grass, and in your knife, In ice skates gliding, full of life! A helicopter's spinning wing. What a sharp, green, common thing?

Providing light and warmth to all, what is this gaseous glowing ball?