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?

It's pretty hard to give up.
If you remove a part of it, you will be left with a bit.
Even if you remove another part, the bit still remains.
Remove one more and it still remains.

What is it?

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

As a whole I am both
safe and secure.

Behead me and I become
a place of meeting.

Behead me again and I am
the partner of ready.

Restore me, and I become
the domain of beasts.

What am I?

I am first found in caves, now prolific online; I am a depiction, a drawing, a symbol, or sign. I will convey whichever mood you could wish; or for that matter, a fist, flask, or fish. What am I?

There was a greenhouse.
Inside the greenhouse, there is a white house.
Inside the white house, there is a red house.
Inside the red house, there are lots of babies.

What is It?

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

Take one out and scratch my head, I am now black but once was red. What am I?

You see me once in June, twice in November, and not at all in May. What am I?

I’m tall when I’m young, and I’m short when I’m old. What am I?