Answer:
I am a million people’s wakeup call
You walk into a room with a match strike the match and notice a candle a lamp an oil burner and a fireplace. Which do you light first?
With a halo of water and a tongue of wood, stone as skin long I stood. What am I?
I cannot be bought cannot be sold even if I’m sometimes made of gold.
Lovely and round, I shine with pale light, Grown in the darkness, a lady’s delight.
Whoever made me don't want me. Whoever bought me don't need me. Whoever use me don't know me.