I glow in the dark, but I am not a lamp, I can guide sailors home through the cold and the damp. I am born in a nebula, giant and bright, And I live in the sky as a diamond of light. I’m the center of worlds, yet I travel alone, And I make up the shapes of the stories you've known.

It’s a small, thin streak or fragment of something like smoke, hair, cloud, or a smelly toot

I’m a shape of three points, Geographically or written For where a river joins A lake, I may be sitting. I am also a widespread Symbol for change Or I am what is said To mean D in long range.

I sit by the sea, play cards, and need a compliment, so I go...

Roof is my mother, Cold is my father, Sun is my enemy, Water is my ghost. What am I?