Phillip Mobley Poems

I am now and then.
I am your enemy and your friend.
I am your alpha and your omega,
your beginning and your end.
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In mornings light the ray of love shines
through laying on your check holding your
cinnamon silhouette in quite repose as
you lay next to me.
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In this place, in the depths of my
heart, I am filled with the joy of
my two sons.
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Just because I'm crazy,
don't think I'm stupid.
I gave you my love with a
rose and a lil' red cupid.
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I've got a stocking with your name
on it. I filled it with your favorite
things. A trumpet, a crumpet and an
Easter bonnet.
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Remember when the words of a
song had a meaning?

Remember when life was simple and
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He stands tall. Among the billowing oaks and the northern pines,
Among the majestic redwoods of California, he stands tall.
In the foot hills of Virginia and the shadow lawns of the Allegany mountains and in the valley of the great Smokey’s; he stands there—there he stands.
And the world waits with baited breathe to see the right foot shod with the spat of promise rise and fall at his command. As he strides through a sea of thistle and straw, the wheat and tares that float by as he passes. The path is narrow, the gate is straight, yet he knows broad is the path and wide the gate that leads to destruction – and yet he treads onward.
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