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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Introducing Me
Who am I really? Who does everyone think I am, and what do they think I’m really like? Do I even know? Stay tunnnnned. I was a newborn in ‘49 in a home within a mile of Highway 49 There was no doctor; but a midwife arrived on time, nice and kind. My weight was 10 lbs.; and I have reached 165 in 66 years of time. I didn’t go astray; and I’ve done my best to walk the narrow line. Old people said, “Be good so you don’t go where the sun don’t shine. Anyway I respect everyone, and I serve notice on any who disrespects me. O I have over time exceeded the speed limits, and ran a few stop signs. My folks attended a Church in the neighborhood known as True Vine. I’m not perfect, but I’ve never been accused of being a liar or hypocrite. People called me “a good boy” when I was a kid growing up. But there was always something inside the me that they could never see. They never knew the deprived, the denied, and the underprivileged me. My grandma was my best friend who taught me love; and man she was tough. My next best friend came along when daddy gave me Jack, my first little pup. He was the best, boldest, fastest, and loved to ride in daddy’s pickup truck. By grace I’ve done good like we all should, and never committed a crime. I don’t smoke, drink, or dope; but I’m a sinner saved by God’s grace alone. I believe in forgiveness and not “an eye for an eye”; but please don’t ignore me. 04012016 PS Contest, Who Are You?, by Catie Lindsey
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