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
Growing Up Down South
Growing Up Down South The southern town where I grew up was just like all the rest. Where cousins played and moms dismayed and dads knew what was best. Where you were sometimes badgered for the color of your skin. But no one could remember why it all began. My school was once a residence. The bus ride took an hour. The teachers always made us mind. They had parental given power. My food was cooked by mom or dad, whoever was at home. But we all sat down together. We had an eight party phone. I always had a dog or two. We lived between towns. People would drive out half the way to drop their puppies down. We had a single bathroom, but there never was a line. There were however disagreements during evening TV time. I played outside most every day and fought in many battles. I hunted snakes deep in the woods hoping for a rattle. The woods had squirrel and rabbit that tasted great to me. In summer we ran trot lines, a nighttime river mystery. On Friday I would go help at my grandparents' store. A little work and lots of fun with candy and ice cream galore. Memories are all I have left, but I do not dismay. For if you have a family, you make precious memories every day.
Copyright © 2024 David Clark. All Rights Reserved

Book: Shattered Sighs