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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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My Heart
My heart is like a swollen stream, a current strong and swift, beside which banks the mountain giants their rugged forms uplift. My heart is like a wilderness, a darkening wood, a desert sand, a tempest on a heaving sea, a blizzard in a frozen land. My heart is like the deep of night, the pearling of a dawn in May, a quiet pool, the winsome strain a song bird sings at break of day. My heart is like volcano fire, seething terror at the core, an open mouth, a vast desire forever hungry, craving more. My heart is like a gentle rain, the greening of a field in spring, a sighing breeze through tender leaves, a butterfly on glistening wing. My heart is like a somber dirge in sorrow's lonely, minor key, a gripping ache, a widening void, a vacillating mystery. How shall I ever meet myself, elusive stranger, face to face, when I must search a universe where each thought holds a hiding place? © 1987, Faye Lanham Gibson
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