It has been a long time since I last riddled...
I came up with this one a few weeks ago, I can't let Jon have all the fun.:wink:
What flies, yet never soars?
Slips through your hands to be never more?
Mostly lost, yet sometimes found,
When made up, you still lose ground.
Turning it back is a fool’s attempt,
In many ways it could be better spent.
On your side and at the end,
What do we wish to have the most of to spend?