Answer:
I bubble and laugh and spit water in your face. I am no lady, and I don't wear lace.
What is it that was given to you, belongs only to you. And yet your friends use it more than you do?
I have many feathers to help me fly. I have a body and head, but I'm not alive. It is your strength which determines how far I go. You can hold me in your hand, but I'm never thrown.
My children are near and far. No matter that I know where they are. The gift I give them make their day. But if I were gone they would wander away.
Both punishment and sweet reward, It will befall both fool and lord. It is a spiritual scoreboard, Your every deed it does record.
You can always find me in the past. I am created in the present, but the future can not change me. What am I?