Answer:
cloud is my mother wind is my father.
Late afternoons I often bathe. I'll soak in water piping hot. My essence goes through. My see through clothes. Used up am I - I've gone to pot.
I am round as an apple, deep as a cup. All the King's horses can't pull me up. What am I?
The shorter I am the bigger I am.
I am gentle enough to soothe your skin, light enough to fly in the sky, strong enough to crack rocks. What am I?
Whoever made me don't want me. Whoever bought me don't need me. Whoever use me don't know me.