Answer:
A tiny bead, like fragile glass, strung along a cord of grass.
Born of earth, but with none of its strength. Molded by flame, but with none of its power. Shaped
Blend a teapot shot so the pearlies wonβt rot!
Almost everyone needs it, asks for it, gives it. But almost nobody takes it.
Lovely and round, I shine with pale light, grown in the darkness, a lady's delight.
If itβs information you seek, come and see me. If itβs pairs of letters you need, I have consecutively three. What am I?