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.
Enter Title (Not Required)
Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Octobar 12 Dear Oprah, I know that every day you get a million letters. From people doing good. People doing bad and people doing better. And I know Miss Oprah, that out them million letters, maybe you read only one. But I want to tell you about my life before it's over and done. People say on the list of things they never want to be, being sick or dying is first. I say, being ugly and unloved is far worse, cause that just stick to you your whole life like a curse. My name is Correne and I'm one of the ones doing bad. And Miss Oprah My life is so sad. I know there is a good reason you don't write back. But life just here for a season, and then it's gone just like one of Sonya lilacs. Yisterday I would have did suicide, but Ettie had used the last Tylenal aspirin the day before- for her migraine headache wouldn't hurt no more. I could have used Willies World War II gun, but it's been seven years since he had money to buy bullets. I'm scared of guns and I don't know if I have strength to pull it. And unfortunate we lives in one story house so the roof aint high enough to jump off anyway. So I guess Miss Oprah, I'm going to live to see another day. Maybe I come up with another way. **************************************** Dear Oprah, Some time I write you letter in my room at night. Aunt Ettie shout at me, I aint made of money, turn off that God darn light. When she scream like that, I cry and get tears on the letter, and I hope in my head that tomorrow will be better. Today I sit back on Ettie Sofa and smile 'cause I'm watching your show, Big Josh say, Oprah cant help you. Most you ever goin to be is a fat ugly Ho. Last week he get so mad he molest me on the couch while I was watching your show. I reach to turn off the TV. he say, leave it on! I want Oprah to see. While he mess with me, I think bout how your show tell people to hold on. I want to fight him off me, but he so strong. He cuss me when I tell him he doing wrong. I think it take a whole ocean to hold just half of my sorrow. I hear Ettie coming, Oprah. I write you again tomorrow...
Enter Author Name (Not Required)