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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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No More Icicles
Sitting on this roof, seeing the colored lights in neighboring windows finding frosted panes in abstract happiness, as winter’s wind howls about my face Speakers blare in cramping holiday tones, (What’s so wonderful about it - this time of year?) Shingles damp and slippery, still I hold on for dear life Fingers numb but clinging, for without my seated sadness on this peak above chimney ash watching streams finding the edge how else would those muddied tear drop icicles form? - Then I hear it on shivering vibrations A voice from - out there - somewhere A shadow beneath a flickering street light Footprints in circles about the square Moving in my direction My silhouette on white cloud shimmies A little to the side, for a better view Wings - it has - she has wings I blink a frozen eyelash - she is sitting next to me A warm, feathery quilted wing about my shoulders Chilled cheeks burn as I smile and my heart melts as she whispers to me “No more icicles”
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