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Snarling Isn't Darling
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By Nan Forehand
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Snarling Isn't Darling


down the corridor for a peek
beautiful bundle, mild and meek
how precious - such a darling
proud parents practically beam
alas, so it would seem
sad, so sad, unfortunately true
parents without Christ, if only they knew
they eventually drift apart
day after day they quarrel
one is bound to snap and snarl
innocent ears - sad, little eyes
Social Services arrives at the door
neglect, abuse; you've heard it before
to a foster home, the child must go
one led away, cuffed at the wrists
the other, making accusations, compiling the lists
poor, lost and lonely souls
maybe now they'll find Jesus
pray they'll believe us
it's never too late - don't give up hope
maybe now they'll stop the quarreling
and finally learn snarling isn't darling

Proverbs 21:12
The Righteous One takes note of the house of the wicked and brings the wicked to ruin.
Proberbs 21:15-16
When justice is done, it brings joy to the righteous, but terror to evildoers. A man who strays from the path of understanding comes to rest in the company of the dead.
Proverbs 21:19
Better to live in a desert than with a quarrelsome and ill-tempered wife.
Proverbs 22:6
Train a child in the way he should go, and when he is old, he will not turn from it.

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Submitted: Saturday, January 6, 2007

Last Updated: Saturday, January 6, 2007

About the Poet
I grew up in rural North Carolina, married for 38 years to my best friend and soulmate, Allen, who retired almost 17 years ago from the Air Force after 24 years of service to our beloved America. We have a daughter, Ashley ( and son-in-law, Kris) and, a son, John, and, our two beautiful grand daughters, Amelia and Haley, and Isaac, our only grandson, all blessings from God. We have four cats; Mr. Peabody, Missy, aka Middle Kitty and Tabby, aka Little Kitty, and Gracie. I've seen a lot of hard times and God has always been here for me to see me through them. I am a vessel God can use to help others in need. If I could be described in one word, it would be that I am an encourager.

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