Short medium poems riddles for kids

You bury me when I am alive, and dig me up when I die. What am I?

What always runs, but never walks, often murmurs, never talks, has a bed, but never sleeps, has a mouth, but never eats?

Until I am measured I am not known. Yet how you miss me when I have flown.

Three lives have I. Gentle enough to soothe the skin, Light enough to caress the sky, Hard enough to crack rocks.

It can be cracked, it can be made, It can be told, it can be played. What is it?

I am the beginning of the end, and the end of time and space. I am essential to creation, and I surround every place.

What has roots as nobody sees, Is taller than trees, Up, up it goes And yet never grows?

I don't have wings, but I can fly. I don't have eyes, but I will cry! What am I?

At the sound of me, men may dream or stamp their feet. At the sound of me, women may laugh or sometimes weep.

To you, rude would I never be, Though I flag my tongue for all to see. What am I?