TIDES AND WAVES

I’m not on Earth, but I pull from the sky, My gravity lifts oceans way up high. Sometimes I’m full, sometimes I'm new — What bright thing affects the tides too?

I happen when the water’s low, And the sandy beach starts to show. I’m the opposite of high tide’s

I go up and down, pulled by the Moon, I change every day, morning or noon. I'm not a wave, but water I move — Guess what I am to show what you prove!

I’m the spinning home we know so well, Where oceans move and creatures dwell. I spin around and help time glide — I’m the place where tides decide.

You can’t see me, but you know when I blow, I push on the ocean and help waves grow. What am I?

I can crash, I can roar, I roll to the shore, Wind gives me power, and surfers want more! What am I?