I have palms but not on hands, I offer foods from distant lands, When at my peak you’ll see me smoke, I’m famous for my friendly folk, My flowers grow and yet they lay, There’s fire where a man will play. What am I ??
Probably an island
the ans is Hawaii
I can wave my hands at you, but I never say goodbye. You are always cool when with me, even more so when I am high! What am I?
My age no longer sits on a calendar. I function when needed thats if my hands have not given up. A landmark and even a part of history. What am I?
I stare at you, you stare at me.I have three eyes, yet can't see.Every time I blink, I give you commands.You do as you are told, with your feet and hands.What am I?
I come during winter, But leave during summer. You'll see me at night, And maybe during day, But one time you'll never see me, Is without heat in my bay.
After I have risen to my fullest height, I am sentenced to die at the peak of my life. I live in a box, only to be killed in 5 minutes at the touch of a light. What am I?