Shirts and socks in rows I keep, Pull my face and secrets peep. By the bed I help you dress- What am I? Take a guess.

I grow from trunks and reach for the sky, I split from paths where choices lie. In banks or armies, I help expand, what am I, stretched across the land?

Inside me live both kings and lands, I have no body, have no bones, I'm strongest in the smallest hands, and I build worlds from dust and stones.

I have no form, I don't exist on any map, Yet I am now here, right where you stand. From me, the unexpected springs the trap, You've read my name, now understand.

I'm gentle in a meadow, deadly in a fight, I spin above your ceiling on a summer night, Each morning at your mirror I kiss you clean, And, under every skater I carve the frozen scene.