Time's Grace

Dear time,

Speeding like a tide,

I'am like an open eyed bride,

Holding in the pride,

Waiting for the glide,

oh dear,  just hold me tight, you're the guide.

You show no mercy,

but there's more transparency.

can I ask you to wait?

or I shall become a bait.

oh dear, I know I am worthy take me through ecstacy.