(Close! It was a star, not a fairy. Your haiku is pretty, though, too!)

It's snow? *shot*

Let me think....

You look around the world, and you will see
that I myself have siblings num'bring three;

We toss our treasures to the shores for mortals
and with our great hands pull back to this portal.

We are the sky to creatures great and small,
our size proportionate to the moon's call.

And though we speak in whispers, we're polite.
We gesture both our greetings and goodbyes.


What am I?