Answer:
Up on high I wave away but not a word can I say.
Voiceless it cries,Voiceless it cries, Wingless flutters, Toothless bites, Mouthless mutters.
What grows in winter, dies in summer, and grows roots upward?
I have legs but walk not, a strong back but work not. Two good arms but reach not. A seat but sit and tarry not.
Take off my skin, I won't cry, but you will.
If itβs information you seek, come and see me. If itβs pairs of letters you need, I have consecutively three. What am I?