A wild Riddle Come follow me Though I can't move Still, I will lead you Through the trees. Come follow me Though I've no voice To call you on the breeze. These woods are wild As they can be. I know them well, Come, follow me. What am I?     A safe Riddle Gophers dig them underground. Robins twig them In the trees. Beavers swat them Safe and sound. Have we all got them? What are these? What am I? A Twisted Riddle Wooden arms at funny angles Hold my leafy fingers tight And my twisted toes Grow dirty Far below and out of sight. What am I? A Scary Riddle Are you afraid of me? Don't be. All that's here, now Out of sight Was here before Except the light. What am I?

A Solid Riddle From end to end I span the air So you can go from here to there. I land on land, though I've no wings I'm made of much more solid things. What am I?        A Light Riddle I never am without a light. Together you have seen us. Though hardly close, Like day and night, Something's always between us. What am I? A Blurry Riddle Just before the lights go out I shine in blurry orange and red Like chalk upon a page of blue Beyond a land of gingerbread. What am I?             back to top