Range: La Grange Ledger

Dear Andrea, thank you so much, my friend, and I just copied what I posted to Sara: I grew up on a farm, and the word for Barn in Spanish is La Grange. The metaphor is that someone might say you can't hit the side of a barn. But with practice, a weapon becomes natural to those of us who have had BB guns, then shotguns, and rifles. We used to shoot our hogs and steers for meat, we hunted wild game for pleasure and meat, we became soldiers, taught to hunt humans. Eventually, we realize that death is not the answer to our problems; therefore, the final (bang) leaves it open for the reader. Some believe in suicide, some believe in pacifism, some believe in murder, and that is how the poem leaves you hanging as to what you believe. Autumn Blessings, Dear Andrea, Daniel

Thanks for the nice explanation. I wonder how many people would know exactly what you were writing about. LOL..I grew up part of the time on a farm and I don't shoot guns or arrows. I would not be able to kill an animal for meat even though I eat meat, but my mother could. Sara K

Dear Sara, I grew up on a farm, and the word for Barn in Spanish is La Grange. The metaphor is that someone might say you can't hit the side of a barn. But with practice, a weapon becomes natural to those of us who have had BB guns, then shotguns, and rifles. We used to shoot our hogs and steers for meat, we hunted wild game for pleasure and meat, we became soldiers, taught to hunt humans. Eventually, we realize that death is not the answer to our problems; therefore, the final (bang) leaves it open for the reader. Some believe in suicide, some believe in pacifism, some believe in murder, and that is how the poem leaves you hanging as to what you believe. Autumn Blessings, Dear Sara, Daniel

Dear Anaya, you are one of my favorites, and I so appreciate your comments and insights. We write poems sometimes that many do not see the depth, but that is not you. Thank You, Autumn Blessings, Dear Anaya, Daniel

Hello David, I always appreciate it when someone sees the poem for what it (truly) is. Thank You. Autumn Blessings, David, Daniel

Hello Victor, yes, such is our world. That is why we need Jesus. Thank you my friend. Autumn Blessings, Victor, Daniel

Dear Sam, It is friends like you that make writing all worth the effort, and I am thankful for your friendship. Autumn Blessings, Dear Sam, Daniel

Dear Paige, Thank you for being the first to comment. I had this in my head over the past several days and took a little while to work it out. I hope you have a great week my friend, Autumn Blessing. Dear Paige, Daniel