Answer:
Longer than a decade and shorter than a milennium
I question what lies above, and I’m shared with those you love. At my sound your hands will shake, and oft heard soon after wake. A card not found in a deck.
Where on earth do the ways always blow from the south?
It can be cracked, It can be made, It can be told, it can be played. What is it?
Never ahead, ever behind, yet flying swiftly past; For a child I last forever, for adults I'm gone too fast.
What do you purposefully put lots of in and on your body, but run away from when you encounter it outside?