Greeting Card Maker | Poem Art Generator

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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Sweet Lover
'Love Story' Poetry Contest. Sponsor: Regina Mcintosh 1st Place. “I fell in love the way you fall asleep: slowly, and then all at once.” - John Green, "The Fault in our Stars." "Love is selfless. Love is respect. Love is infatuation. Love is more than all three combined." - Hiba Junaid. your lashes flutter when you open your eyes chocolate orbs, blown wide my favourite flavour it starts like that two souls – a little bit broken, a little forlorn raven locks to hide behind and skin moonlit parchment I think I must be a little bit gone lost in nose scrunches and cheeks all bunched up a healthy blush spread all over and those shy plunges my poor heart clenches it’s pouring outside and your clothes are drenched your body is shivering and your teeth are chattering yet the umbrella you hold is over my head eyebrows strewn together, worried I’ll catch a cold it’s not just the wind ruffling your hair, I think I love your heart and everything’s pure, this feeling blueberry snow you love without asking something in return it’s not just your heart, I think I love your soul I touch it’s beauty and I find a lover.
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