Answer:
What word is the same written forward, backward and upside down?
What surrounds the world, yet dwells within a thimble?
If Teresa’s daughter is my daughter’s mother, who am I to Teresa?
Voiceless it cries, Wingless flutters, Toothless bites, Mouthless mutters. What is it?
Different lights do make me strange, thus into different sizes I will change
I can only be played on a windy day