Quote by Candace Ward

“The poppies might be wilted and trampled by the throng, but the memory of our fallen will live on and on and on.”

— David J Delaney

“Life has always poppies in her hands.”

— Oscar Wilde

“I was in search but could not find the missing until I saw the field of poppies”

— Nanette L. Avery

“I carry my roots with me all the time rolled up, I use them as my pilllow.”

— Francisco X. Alarcón

“I plaster my face to the glass. Who cares about germs when giant sparkly heart earrings are at stake?”

— Leah Rae Miller

“You have the chance of a lifetime and your ready to throw it away because their's a crack in your skull.”

— Thomas B. Costain

“My love for my family has grown for years in decay-fed soil, unwashed root pulled suddenly from the ground. Bulbous as a beet, a…

— Anne Michaels

“Sometimes something comes along and tears your roots right out the ground, and that’s when you know you been planted too long.”

— Sheri Reynolds

“and language upend its papers looking for an entry adequate to the sliced smell of budding poplars.”

— Karen Solie

“Even the tiniest of flowers can have the toughest roots.”

— Shannon M Mullen

Poppies bleed petals of sheer excess. You and I, this sweet battle ground.

— Janet Fitch

“what good are roots if you can't take them with you”

— Gertrude Stein