-- Posted by Mikayla007 at 6:38 pm on Jan. 5, 2009 Mobiles Life is a huge room We are mobiles Spinning out of control Moved around without our consent We like mobiles have many colors We are all different We are all made for a reason Wither it be to entrain in a children's room Or a memorabilia of a trip Either way we are spun around Made to do great things, Made to do God's will -- Posted by I like tuhtles at 6:39 pm on Jan. 5, 2009 Poems. Please stop writing them. -- Posted by Sarge at 6:40 pm on Jan. 5, 2009 You can't write. -- Posted by Mikayla007 at 7:08 pm on Jan. 5, 2009 Thank both of you for nothing, and remeber I'm so better than both of you, this are old poems. so whatwver helps you sleep at night -- Posted by HiggledyPiggledy at 6:18 pm on Jan. 8, 2009 Quote: from I like tuhtles at 2:39 am on Jan. 6, 2009 Poems. Please stop writing them. Shut up. -- Posted by HiggledyPiggledy at 6:19 pm on Jan. 8, 2009 Mikayla I love poetry and i love reading yours. Mobiles is true of our everyday lives.