I can make you run, I can put you to sleep. I dictate your life I change every second . I follow your life. Stop me and I will never forget that time, you will loop back to that moment everyday, I will remain as a reminder to you of what you have done

Up and down, top and side. Not big but small, rolling right along

I come in all shapes and sizes. A gun, a sword, a spear. I turn all men to children if my form is unique. Some people prefer me over automatic.

I guard the fields with a prickly stare, Purple crowns upon my hair. Ignored by hands, yet bold and brave, I flourish where the wild things wave. Touch me wrong and you’ll soon see- What thorny symbol could I be? Want it harder, shorter, or with a mythicalhsymbolic twist?

Your ride or die as you need With horns or wings, I am a mythical being From medieval times to the wild west I was amomg the very best