I wear a thousand colors’ guise, a gemstone of firelight before your eyes. No flame am I, yet fire I keep, In autumn’s grasp, my secrets sleep.

I have four sisters named Quart, but I am much larger than them all. I contain eight brothers named Pint, yet I fit inside a single plastic jug. I am the weight of eight pounds of water, but I am defined by the space I fill, not the weight I carry. What am I?

I'm a time and a falcon, a number and a raven. I'm a young adult and an entree, a buffalo and a cowboy. When I'm on television, I get high ratings. When I travel, I get free shipping. And when you put me all together, you see beauty in everything.

With these small guys, you do not want to give them a ring. They can't be trusted, they make up everything.

When I get scared, shake is what I do, particularly, in this type shoe.