I am the black child of a white father, a wingless bird, flying even to the clouds of heaven. I give birth to tears of mourning in pupils that meet me, even though there is no cause for grief, and at once on my birth, I am dissolved into air. What am I?
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 ?
