I can be moved. I can be rolled. But nothing will I hold. I'm red and I'm blue, and I can be other colors too. Having no head, though similar in shape. I have no eyes yet move all over the place.
It is a place of play on a sunny day. Winter will come and take all the fun, but we'll be back in May. What is it?
What comes once in a minute, twice in a moment, but never in an hour?
What can point in every direction but can't reach the destination by itself
I'm a soft frozen food made with sweetened and flavored milk fat. I'm usually put in a waffle cone.
Break it and it gets better, immediately set and harder to break again.