They used to call her the Mother of Russia.
They used to hang on her every word.
They would line the streets for miles to see her.
No more do they call her name.
No more do they care to know her.
Day in and day out she waits,
She hears the rumors...
She shall always ignore them.
It has taken years,
But she has run out of hope.
White versus Red,
Same story, different country.
Yet this fight had been detrimental to those she held dear.
The soldiers had entered proclaiming their aid of protection.
They shuffled the little ones and their parents into the basement,
Arranged them as if there was to be a family portrait...
But the flash was not from a camera but from that of a firing squad.
One son,
One daughter-in-law,
Five grand children.
All had been taken,
All had been lost,
They had taken her love,
They had taken her light.
She would see them no more.
She had waited too long.
She denied it once more and fainted.
Marie Sophie Feodorovna,
Dagmar of Denmark,
Empress Dowager of Russia,
Lived her life with a broken heart.
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Russia has had many changes in its power system over the years. The one I am referring to here is when the White and Red Russian armies battling each other in the Russian Revolution in 1917 (there were two parts to the Revolution, the February and October Revolutions). At its conclusion, the Tsar and his family lie hidden in a grave and Communism took over the country.
One woman was left confused and destroyed by the event that occurred on July 17, 1918. That woman was Marie Sophie Feodorovna, mother of Nicholas II and grandmother of his five royal children. These treasures were all taken away from her, murdered under the cover of night. This type of tragedy was nothing new to the Dowager Empress, it simply hurt worse than the rest.
Marie Feodorovna was born Princess Dagmar of Denmark. In 1864 she was engaged to Nicholas Alexandrovich, Tsarevich of Russia. Unfortunately for the young couple, Nicholas passed away from meningitis the next year. Marie Feodorovna was undeniably distraught at loosing both her fiance and the country she now called home, Russia. When she returned to Denmark her family became quite worried for her health and was afraid that she herself would not survive. But she would survive, much like she would survive the tragedy's that lied ahead of her.
During her mourning she kindled an unlikely companion in the new Tsarvich of Russia. The Russian royal family had come to love Denmark's princess as one of her own and they too missed her in her absence. When Tsarvich Alexander came to visit the Princess it is said that the pair fell in love through common grief and love of country. The future Russian ruler proposed to her while they sat together pouring over photo albums. The two would rule fairly happily together, but unfortunately Alexander III of Russia would pass on at the young age of forty-nine. Their son Nicholas II of Russia would become Tsar, his rule was not destined to be a bright one.
After the Revolution broke out in 1917, Russia withdrew from World War I. Events began to occur quickly after that, although nobody knew quite what the end result would be. On March 15, Nicholas II abdicated his throne. He did not feel alarmed by the events going on, mostly because he did not believe that his family was truly in danger. Marie Feodorovna quickly went to visit her son and his children. It was at this time that she was convinced to leave Russia and travel to Crimea where she would be safe. She did so only after her sister, Queen Dowager Alexandra of the United Kingdom, convinced her of the importance of her flight. She would spend the rest of her life believing that her son and his children had escaped Russia safely.
The reality is much worse. On the night of July 17, 1918 the family would be awoken and told that, for their own safety, they would need to relocate to the basement of the Ipatiev House. There would be no survivors.
Northern Rose
They used to hang on her every word.
They would line the streets for miles to see her.
No more do they call her name.
No more do they care to know her.
Day in and day out she waits,
She hears the rumors...
She shall always ignore them.
It has taken years,
But she has run out of hope.
White versus Red,
Same story, different country.
Yet this fight had been detrimental to those she held dear.
The soldiers had entered proclaiming their aid of protection.
They shuffled the little ones and their parents into the basement,
Arranged them as if there was to be a family portrait...
But the flash was not from a camera but from that of a firing squad.
One son,
One daughter-in-law,
Five grand children.
All had been taken,
All had been lost,
They had taken her love,
They had taken her light.
She would see them no more.
She had waited too long.
She denied it once more and fainted.
Marie Sophie Feodorovna,
Dagmar of Denmark,
Empress Dowager of Russia,
Lived her life with a broken heart.
*****************************************************************************
Russia has had many changes in its power system over the years. The one I am referring to here is when the White and Red Russian armies battling each other in the Russian Revolution in 1917 (there were two parts to the Revolution, the February and October Revolutions). At its conclusion, the Tsar and his family lie hidden in a grave and Communism took over the country.
One woman was left confused and destroyed by the event that occurred on July 17, 1918. That woman was Marie Sophie Feodorovna, mother of Nicholas II and grandmother of his five royal children. These treasures were all taken away from her, murdered under the cover of night. This type of tragedy was nothing new to the Dowager Empress, it simply hurt worse than the rest.Marie Feodorovna was born Princess Dagmar of Denmark. In 1864 she was engaged to Nicholas Alexandrovich, Tsarevich of Russia. Unfortunately for the young couple, Nicholas passed away from meningitis the next year. Marie Feodorovna was undeniably distraught at loosing both her fiance and the country she now called home, Russia. When she returned to Denmark her family became quite worried for her health and was afraid that she herself would not survive. But she would survive, much like she would survive the tragedy's that lied ahead of her.
During her mourning she kindled an unlikely companion in the new Tsarvich of Russia. The Russian royal family had come to love Denmark's princess as one of her own and they too missed her in her absence. When Tsarvich Alexander came to visit the Princess it is said that the pair fell in love through common grief and love of country. The future Russian ruler proposed to her while they sat together pouring over photo albums. The two would rule fairly happily together, but unfortunately Alexander III of Russia would pass on at the young age of forty-nine. Their son Nicholas II of Russia would become Tsar, his rule was not destined to be a bright one.
The reality is much worse. On the night of July 17, 1918 the family would be awoken and told that, for their own safety, they would need to relocate to the basement of the Ipatiev House. There would be no survivors.
Northern Rose
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