Answer:
What is the freedom of birds and the pen of old men?
My prefix is food. My suffix is rude. My infix comes in rounds. I keep you off the ground. What Am I?
People like this usually live in rural areas, unless they are lucky enough to strike oil and move to Beverly Hills.
Black we are and much admired. Many seek us if they are tired. We tire the horse, and comfort man, and turn White when we've fulfilled your plan.
What grows in winter, dies in summer, and grows roots upward?
Iām grown from darkness but shine with a pale light. Very round I am and always a lady's delight.