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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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Daybreak
The clouds are turning blue; the grass awaken to the first heat. flowers smile at each other: daffodils, sunflowers and the like. Morning glories awake, stretch their petals lazily swaying to the morning breeze playfully. The cocks are already crowing accolades to the ONE who made all things. The mooing of cows, among the cattle clashing their horns, sounding like spears in battle. The chatter of sparrows, the cawing of crows; the crowing of cockerels, the twittering of swallows all cry for the heavens to awaken. Then the sky becomes tingly bright red, orange; and the sun bursts out in dazzling yellow, spraying the world with rays of hope, joy and laughter. The birds burst forth, and then, it sounds like morning in the Garden of Eden. Dew sparkles like diamonds on the blades of grass all creation rings with songs round about to the God of all flesh, Creator of all things; without whom nothing would have been possible. And then, just as the morning deepens, Moving caps are seen above the tall grass, going towards the fields.
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