A gift given, A gift taken collection of poems ~ Plus
Juliet Barriffe
This book takes on different categories and topics in its poetic form. It is a book of poems, plus short stories, that reflect my thoughts on love, nature, and desires. Within it, there is that ever presence of the Creator.
Our lives have a story that will come alive with one’s imagination. I dream and imagine a world of love, beauty, peace, and hope. My hope is that one day there will be no more struggles. I also hope that those deemed unimportant will be able to sit amongst the honored ones. Imperfect though this world may be, there is room for acceptance of others, their weaknesses, discouragements, and their indifferences.
I would like to believe that those who may get caught up in a melancholy mood and fear will find that one poem in this book that will shine a light within that person’s heart and will give them some hope. The hope of smiling, dreaming, and loving again, or even the hope of getting connected with the Savior.
I have considered myself an introvert. I am a behind-the-scene person that uses her imagination. This book is an introduction to my dreams, my world of imagination, and the realness of the Savior.
Excerpts:
“Demonstrate to me the meaning of your love, show me your love by taking my hand and leading me. Make me believe you are strong. Embrace me when emotions speak to you with an uncertain tone; nurture me with words of confidence and strength.” (Page 38)
“I thank you, Lord for all that you have been giving me – – the love I have possessed to conquer all that came against me, the strength to worship and adore you, the power to put the devil behind me. I thank you, Lord, that I can live ever thereafter for the promise of eternal life you have given when you died to set us free.” (Page 16)
“Yes! I did, didn’t I; however, I did not just remain in place and mourned my sorrows; I remained to get motivated and built myself up. You were certain that you had the upper hand on me, that you didn’t notice the changes taking place around you. My returning to college was me setting the pace between you and me. Your phone conversation opened my eyes to your plot of buying time with me until your chosen wife-to-be finished with her studied. Therefore, armed with such knowledge, I concluded that if I continue with my studies, I will benefit from accomplishing my dream of being a nurse practitioner and you will be deprived of your bed warmer. And just as I predicted, goodbye would not fall short of being presented; but what you did not realize is that I had left you long before you said it.” (Page 106)