Poppies For Men and Women

My latest article is late for Memorial day, though not too late for knowledge and inspiration, enjoy(;-,

It is ridiculous but as it happens distracted from life itself I find myself on the edge of the last minute to forget Memorial Day. I feel guilty because I know I tend to lose sight of tradition while I stumble over an article Friday morning (three days before Memorial Day). This routine is how I stand preferably with Italian coffee reading various articles I instantly feel connected to. I want to know why Memorial Day is truly a serious recognition aside from the obvious fact that it is to remember the heroes who have died for America. Furthermore, why do people buy so much food? Did they invent it to overcome grief and in this way avoid sadness or has that been part of how Memorial Day first emerged? Reading it something ignited and it creates a spark to understand the topic deeper than someone who does not write, because through writing and reading combined the brain makes a new thought process is fascinating.

In the depth of provincial America, this National Momentum happened at the end of summer and was a pure family reunion who gathered to have a picnic. Over time, the morality of how shifted to a more solemn thoughtfulness, and after the civil war monuments were sanctified surrounding decorated graves of soldiers who died; Ceremonies in towns, cities, and throughout the country were held.

However, this horrifying Civil War on April 12 1861-May 9 1865 is known as the deadliest war in American history(before the Vietnam War) ignited a remembrance to bless the people who have died. The numbers are chilling and make me paralyzed for a split second. About seven hundred thousand soldiers fell in that conflict where Abraham Lincoln opposed the confederate (in 11 states) to end slavery after he got elected. Although of this enormous bloodshed and uncountable civilian lives were lost four million black slaves were freed. It’s an overwhelming most studied topic by writers and historians throughout the world. Abraham Lincoln ended slavery and sacrificed his own people and was killed. Much of the infrastructure was destroyed and dark spirits wounded survivors for a while to come.

So, therefore I thought it is easy to assume that Veterans Day is just as pure (and the same) as Memorial Day, however, there is a fine line between the two you can slightly overlook.

Memorial Day immortalized both men and women who have fallen while serving in the military of the country, specifically those who tragically died at the front or of sustained injuries from the battlefield. We are thoughtful and remember the brave heroes who sacrificed their lives to keep their country of origin safe and prosperous. This federal holiday is also to nourish the grieving families and loved ones with hope and unified love and show kindness.

However, on Veterans Day, November 11 (no matter the day it falls on)is to give a day of deep national momentum to all who were in war and to those who returned back home. So that being said I hope you feel like me at ease now than before you thought why should I read this article. Somehow though, a poetic story softens the harsh reality of the war, and hopefully fulfills you even more- the poppy that immortalized men and women who have died for Europe and America.

The Poppy flower is a symbol for the men and women who have died.A Canadian man observed one single poppy popping up a battlefield During WW1 gave a path to a 'void' Europe (soon an entire poppy field grew) and it became the symbol flower for Memorial Day. He wrote a poem, Flander Fields and We Shall Keep the Faiths wrote an American woman; both Poems made their way to America because of a flower. I've included a few lines for you to read in hopes it does something to you the way it did to me.

“In Flanders Fields”

by John McCrae, May 1915

...The larks, still bravely singing, fly

Scarce heard amid the guns below.

We are the Dead. Short days ago

We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,

Loved and were loved, and now we lie

In Flanders fields.’’

“We Shall Keep the Faith”

….’’We cherish, too, the Poppy red

That grows on fields where valor led;

It seems to signal to the skies

That blood of heroes never dies,...’’