Answer:
I have one eye, See near and far, I hold the moments you treasure, And the things that make you weep.
A colorful cuisine without flesh
What kind of apple isnβt an apple?
They're big and yet so far away, We see them at the end of day. They're small and they're above. We see them when we close our eyes, Each time we are in love.
I never was but am always to be, and everyone looks forward to me
I am a room that has a roof but no walls. What am I?