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.



Enter Title (Not Required)

Enter Poem or Quote (Required)

Enter Author Name (Not Required)

Move Text:

Heading Text

       
Color:

Main/Poem Text

       
Color:
Background Position Alignment:
  | 
 

Upload Image: 
 


 
 10mb max file size

Use Internet Image:




Like: https://www.poetrysoup.com/images/ce_Finnaly_home_soare.jpg  
Layout:   
www.poetrysoup.com - Create a card from your words, quote, or poetry
Favorite Things
I awaken and commence to hear birds sing. I return to thoughts of some favorite things. Remembering the peace that they all bring, I drift back as the cold wind stings. Waves crashing down upon the beach, Grasping for things, just out of reach. I watch as rocks turn into sand, So much I see I don’t understand. Stars that twinkle bright in the night, Appear as beacons, providing sight. Journey through darkness, what is concealed? I am still here and my fate isn’t sealed. I drift back in time I dreamt I could fly. Sunsets and sunrise grace the blue sky. Taking a look from way up above, I seem to remember all that I love. Watching as brooks stumble over stones, Cold winds still blow, reaching my bones. I start to think about warmth by the fire, What I need versus what I desire. One more battle I almost won, I return to moments spent in the sun. Days that it seemed never would end, I start to feel like my heart might mend. All of a sudden I hear a favorite song, My favorite things become what I long. They seem to save me when I feel sad, I remember more good times remain to be had.
Copyright © 2024 Mark Russell. All Rights Reserved

Book: Reflection on the Important Things