Answer:
The moon is my father. The sea is my mother. I have a million brothers. I die when I reach land
When the creeper passes, all the grass kneels
It is by nature, soft as silk; A puffy cloud, white as milk; Snow tops this tropical crop; The dirtiest part of a mop
It happens when something has been cut with H2O.
I can ruin your day, or darken your life. And while I'm expected, I'm never alright. I'm bad for business, and worse for your hair. Wherever I am, there's something not there.
I’m grown from darkness but shine with a pale light. Very round I am and always a lady's delight.