Tiffany’s Riddle

I sparkle, glisten, and shine in the light

I do not stop to sleep at night

To some I create a natural beauty

I am a call to arms for a laborious duty

I can be stepped on, sculpted, eaten or thrown

I cannot see or run or be available to own

I often stay for days or weeks

Children rush to me  for their first peeks

To many, I am personally unknown

Except perhaps within a cone

You will be cold and wet after we play

I am a sight to see on Christmas Day