In Spring I look happy, Deck'd in comely array, In Summer more clothing I wear; When colder it grows, I fling off my clothes, And in Winter quite naked appear.What am i ?
RESULT: a tree
In spring I look gay, Covered in a green array, The warmer it gets the more clothing I wear, As the cold grows, I throw away my clothes.
What am I?
I'm small and sometimes worthless. I sit there and look at you as you pass me by. I cannot move but I wish I could. If I'm found, it's a good thing but only if I can see you. What am I?
