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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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How Do I Love Thee Contest - Response
Here is the poem by Elizabeth Barrett Browning, 1806 - 1861 How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. I love thee to the depth and breadth and height My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight For the ends of being and ideal grace. I love thee to the level of every day’s Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light. I love thee freely, as men strive for right. I love thee purely, as they turn from praise. I love thee with the passion put to use In my old griefs, and with my childhood’s faith. I love thee with a love I seemed to lose With my lost saints. I love thee with the breath, Smiles, tears, of all my life; and, if God choose, I shall but love thee better after death. My Response (for the challenge of Mystic Rose) You love me quite profoundly. That I know From this sweet poetry I now have read. So many things are running through my head, Like how I might with equal measure show My love for thee as splendidly, but oh! I stumble with my meager words instead. My quill runs dry; all eloquence has fled. I call upon my muse that verse might flow. My love for thee is beautiful and strong. With trepidation I confess to thee Although I never want to do thee wrong, Can I love as well and as steadfastly? Please bear with me; one day my words a song Will be to echo words thou wrote for me! Written Feb. 20, 2016
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