Answer:
A cloud was my mother, the wind is my father, my son is the cool stream, and my daughter is the fruit of the land. A rainbow is my bed, the earth my final resting place, and I'm the torment of man.
What cleans as it gets dirty only to get clean the more you use it?
I am million people's wakeup call. What am I?
They come out at night without being called, and are lost in the day without being stolen. What are they?
What has been around for millions of years but is never more than a month old?
Sugar on a stick. The kids love licking them