Answer:
It stands upright and can be quite grand. Its secret is not hidden but right at hand. What is it?
You heard me before, yet you hear me again, then I die. Until you call me again.
I have one eye. See near and far. I hold the moments you treasure and the things that make you weep.
What has two hands, a round face, always runs, but stays in place?
I cannot be other than what I am, until the man who made me dies. Power and glory will fall to me finally. Only when he last closes his eyes.
The warmer I am the fresher I am.