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 I woke up suddenly and leaned against the helpless wall hoping that it would support my abounding weight but instead I had to rely on the courage and faith that kept me alive over the years. With sweat streaming down my tired face and tears filled my weary eyes I sat in the wee hours of the morning pondering the little girl's cry. A cry of desperation, a cry resonating from the depths of her heart. I could still envisioned her frightened face and trembling arms as she emerged from the dark room screaming, reluctant to go with them. I can still feel her arms clinging desperately to my hands and her tearful face buried in my prayerful chest. Moments ago I wandered in my sleep to the Middle East, browsing around a shopping arcade looking aimlessly at stores until I ended up in an enormous three story level house and inquisitively walked through its doors. I explored the interior of the house but no one was to be found. I yelled and hallor but nobody answered. All of a sudden a creepy sensation overshadowed me forcing me to cautiously walked towards the basement, There I pounced upon a small pocket of smoke oozing from the corner of the the basement steps. I quickly poured water over it and put out the ignited fire that came from pieces of coal heaped upon the wooden steps. The brightness of the evening turned swiftly into night And the giant house stood still in the desert without a single trace of light deepening my curiosity, mounting my suspicion and heightening my anxiety. I left the house and searched all around still no one was to be found. I went inside the house again and some women suddenly appeared All seemed to be in a sedated and drunken state. One of them walked politely with me toward the basement and I showed her the extinguished coal on the steps . In splits second scores of women emerged from different parts of the house carrying several children in their impotent hands. The women walked outside coercing the children to go with them While the terrified children scream furiously heightening the tension of the darkened night. Scores of vehicles stood in line waiting Waiting to take the startled children away. A little girl ran back and clinged desperately to my waist, she cried so loudly and pleaded for them not to hand her over to the child's protective services. I took the child in my arms and rest her head upon my chest Immediately she stopped screaming and start sniffling I assured her that everything was going to be alright. I woke up with the tearful child sniffling upon my prayerful chest. ©2014 Christine Phillips
Enter Author Name (Not Required)