I'm not a star, yet I shine bright, with borrowed beams of solar light. I grow an icy tail when I draw near, the Sun’s warm breath I almost fear. I visit from the outer dark, a fleeting guest, a glowing spark.

I start as a bean, but don’t stay the same, I’m sweet, I’m bitter, and I play many a game. Melt me, mix me, or make me a treat, I’m the favorite of many, a delicious feat.

Since ancient times I’ve been stripped and ground, in winter’s breath, I can be found. A twist of warmth with every taste, In baked swirls, I leave no waste. I’m often paired with sugar’s kiss, but guess my name, if you insist.

I’m soft and I’m squishy, I don’t make a peep, but I’m always nearby when you’re drifting to sleep. No heartbeat, no breath, yet I’m full of love, a cuddly companion is what you’re thinking of.

I might be a car part, I might be a barrel. I'm hit by a kid In an old Christmas carol. I'm sometimes a fish, 'neath waters of glass And frequently paired with my buddy, the bass.