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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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An Open Window
An open window, one sun ray enters. Distantly brightness paints the sky golden. Outside flowers sip the morning dew. Butterflies flutter on nature’s bouquet. Fresh scents wafting enjoy the morning breeze. Bees, too, imbibe Mother Nature’s sweetness. A minstrel serenaded long ago At the open window with one sun ray. The young girl behind her silken veil, smiled. Straight to her heart, words pierced her inner core. She was young, but he sang songs to many. As the years passed, his song never returned. Each day she sat and rocked and wished for love. Waiting in silence … she ever waited. Like butterflies, silent love has beauty. But like the bee, one sting can stop a heart. For a lifetime, the woman waited there. One beam of light blinded her loving heart. She could not see love, no matter how near. The open window invited many. No birds, butterflies, or men entered in. A huge veil of thistles covered her heart. She sat beside the open window. Heartbroken until her very last breath – Now, the open window cries all alone. 1/18/2017
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