But now I’m growing older…
by Raymond Holt
An ex Cranleigh village Bobby
Just when I think I’m all alone
And sinking in my mind,
I remember all the friends I’ve known
And those I’ve left behind.
But now I’m growing older
And time is running out,
I wonder if like me they found
What life was all about.
For if I only could discover
How to enter that dark light,
My soul would be at peace
On that final Judgement Night.
And although I was a Professor of Life
For nigh on thirty years,
I sometimes wish I had more faith
To drive away my fears.
