When autumn leaves come tumbling down, I gather them from all around. I pull them into piles with care, until the yard is clean and bare.

I have many teeth, but I never bite. I part the waves, but I have no boat. I fix your tangles from morning to night, And often live in your bathroom or tote.

I fly but have no wings I have a tail but no legs I have a spine but no bones And I have a bridle but no bit I have no life until you appear And cannot fulfill my purpose without you What am I?

I am made of a stone inside of a tree, I can make your message last an eternity. You push me around with your finger and thumb, The more you move me, the less I become. What am I ?

I have the freedom of a bird, and the leash of a pet.