Answer:
Has feathers but can't fly. Rests on legs but can't walk.
What is the thing which, once poured out, cannot be gathered again?
You will find me with four legs, but no hair. People ride me for hours, but I don't go anywhere without needing to be tugged. Jerked or turned on, I always manage to be ready for work.
I am the hole in the night, the ever watchful eye. I return in a cycle, to enlighten the sky.
The moon is my father. The sea is my mother. I have a million brothers. I die when I reach land.
I have two eyes in the front and a lot of eyes on my tail