It is by nature, soft as silk; A puffy cloud, white as milk; Snow tops this tropical crop; The dirtiest part of a mop
My first master has four legs, my second master has two. My first I serve in life, my second I serve in death. Tough I am, yet soft beside. Against ladies cheeks I often reside.
Different lights do make me strange, thus into different sizes I will change
A beacon from home to guide your way. It can be a lifesaver on a stormy day. What is it?