Answer:
Ten men's strength, ten men's length. Ten men can't break it, yet a young boy walks off with it.
I have split the one into five. I am the circle that few will spy. I am the path that breaks and gives. I am the bow no man may bend.
We are five little objects of an everyday sort, You will find us all in a tennis court.
What is seen in the middle of March and April that can’t be seen at the beginning or end of either month?
A tiny bead, like fragile glass, strung along a cord of grass.
I can only be played on a windy day