A Poem To You

Riddle Me This

I shall give you riddle for you to solve,

Figure it out, and our relationship shall evolve.

Riddle me this, for this is my riddle,

Keep it to yourself, and try not to fiddle.

What can you keep, even if it shall always be mine?

What can you make without using any twine?

What is common, but is always of a different kind?

What do I have, though it I can never find?

What can be happy, but only with no sun?

What must you have, or else you'd have no fun?

This may be hard to solve, but trust me with this,

If you think you know it, it will be hard to miss.