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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The First Thing
didn’t seem to notice the way that they _________ when your eyes met theirs…didn’t seem to notice it at all. didn’t think about anything except their beautiful ________ & their sexy _______ & all in all, the butterflies roamed free in the stomach, making what seemed to be a mundane life before, exciting now. as the frequency of your rendezvous began to increase, the heart rates pitter-pattered faster & faster, told all your friends, family, started to invest larger portions of your time to each other & then it happened. remember the first time that they had _________? you don’t, really, because when it happened first, you ignored it, or perhaps your whole body/mind were so overcome with their presence & the newness of the thing that in the moment _________ never really bothered you at all. but now, now that the “magic” is dwindling, this thing, this _________, which seemed like nothing before, seems like the first in a series of dominoes bent on the inevitable destruction of something that had been established solely on the grounds of desperation.
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