There's a day, that comes around once a year.
To celebrate the man, you hold dear.
He gave you life, love and will pick you up if you fall.
When it comes to guys like him, He's the best of all.
Who is he?

Until it is measured, not known. Yet how you miss it when it has gone. What is it?

When you say goodbye, I am what you need to tie.
I come as a couple and go wherever you run.
Who am I?

What is full of holes but still holds water?

Spelt forwards I’m what you do every day, spelled backwards I’m something you hate. What am I?

You can win me and lose me but never buy me
You can not eat me and never want to part with me
I can make you cry or bring you joy
I am not a machine and definitely not a toy
You keep me but i am not forever just yours
You might find me in a case or on a shelf next to a vase
I am hard and i am tall if you bump me i am sure to fall
I am made of different materials and am at many events
If your lucky and fight hard I might be yours
What am I ?

Two in a corner, one in a room, zero in a house, but one in a shelter. What am I?

What is in seasons, seconds, centuries and minutes but not in decades, years or days?

I am 5 letters long.
My first two tell you who I am
My first 3 could be a medicine
My last three reversed could be a young boy.
My 4th, 3rd and 2nd in that order could be a fruit drink.
If you have me you may hang me round your neck
WHAT AM I ?

Pronounced as 1 letter, And written with 3, 2 letters there are, and 2 only in me. I’m double, I’m single, I’m black blue and grey, I’m read from both ends, and the same either way. What am I?