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Free online greeting card maker or poetry art generator. Create free custom printable greeting cards or art from photos and text online. Use PoetrySoup's free online software to make greeting cards from poems, quotes, or your own words. Generate memes, cards, or poetry art for any occasion; weddings, anniversaries, holidays, etc (See examples here). Make a card to show your loved one how special they are to you. Once you make a card, you can email it, download it, or share it with others on your favorite social network site like Facebook. Also, you can create shareable and downloadable cards from poetry on PoetrySoup. Use our poetry search engine to find the perfect poem, and then click the camera icon to create the card or art.



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Place of Respite
Jesus replied, “Foxes have holes and birds of the air have nests, but the Son of Man has no place to lay his head.” Matthew 8:20 NIV PLACE OF RESPITE Cheek-tinge of pink dawning in the murky skies. Blandness of deep-earthed bark, stretching, touched by birdsong…long overdue, it pries the stirring of tinctures, heart-revival fetching. The soft cooing of dove-white countenance behind the adventurous arms of upright praise. The milky colorant, the soothe of boundlessness, heaven’s face — the wise eyes of Jesus’ blaze. Crustose lichen of green, subtle stripes of peel, signature branch-sketch, by God’s hand, varicose leans into his every word — his glory-heel at cross-times past, every blood path, bellicose. Eureka! I once again, open my ears to golden notes. Why is chirping so charming? …like an angelic shake, the bell one or many…the beckon from furry coats, unseen-existence b’neath the heaven’s silver lake. The light brightens on the horizon, a New Year shines through the I’m-glad-I’m-home-steal-my-heart blinds Familiar bittersweets and blues, buttercup-yellows, signs that love is close of hand and hearth, most oft’ kind. 1/4/2022
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