Answer:
Every dawn begins with me. At dusk I'll be the first you see and daybreak couldn't come without. What midday centers all about. Daises grow from me I'm told. And when I come I end all code but in the sun I won't be found. Yet still each day I'll be around.
I welcome the day with a show of light. I steathily came here in the night. I bathe the earthy stuff at dawn but by noon, I'm gone. What am I?
What can one catch that is not thrown?
When you need me, you must find me. When you find me, you no longer need me. What am I?
I am a type of cheese made backwards
No matter how little or how much you use me, you change me every month.