There can be many colors on my head, Make it a swirl, frosting or with sprinkles instead, I'm always dressed to celebrate, Though I won't be around for long to wait, Peel my little jacket free, Then take a bite and savor me.

Once one, alwaysssssssssssssssssssss one

i am a symbol for change or where a river greets the sea i am the fourth of twenty-four in english i'm the 'D'

I walk a road that leaves no dust, I trade in questions, doubt, and trust. I till no soil, yet in each mind I plant a seed, then step behind. My voice can turn a page of thought, From I know nothing to I’ve fought. I hoist no crown, yet day by day I polish futures, word by ray. I hold no reins, yet gently steer Those lost in fog toward somewhere clear. I carry maps that none can see, To guide you where you choose to be. I vanish when the summers bloom, Return with bells in autumn’s gloom. I am the lantern on your track, The quiet mentor at your back. I am the sculptor of tomorrow’s youth, The steady guide of hidden truth. Called many names in every land, What am I, who shapes by hand?

When I'm in a room, I must be addressed, I stomp and trample when I get stressed, Me and your piano are rather alike, Hefty, beloved, and shining ivory white