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)Required It's after midnight,and I walk unhurriedly on a well-lit road flanked by orchids; a casual squirrel crosses fearfully as I listen to the soft sounds of crickets, turning repeatedly to both sides so curious to know where they hide... The early spring sings to the moon, a spotted face looking solemnly happy while the friendly stars smile on: to hear the whispers they exchange sweetly; and before the nightgales retrieve at dawn in rosy tree tops, they'll be gone... I spot patches of dark blue, like the lake below,peaking through the huge branches of oaks and pine trees; the soft moon's gleams paint them in silver, and how lovely they seem in that glimmer, enough to give them the sembiance of a magical forest within a sweltering city in need of a cool breeze, capable of bringing relief from the hazy mist... The early springs sings to the moon, the merry notes float on the scented breeze to reach a distance I cannot achieve; my contemplation will end soon... I go past the yellow and purple daffodils; are they ever tired of standing on their stems, of giving their pollen to the eager butterflies? What a joy and beauty they'll take away from us! The early spring sings to the new moon, I am a vagrant in this nature's wondrous spectacle; like life going through short days: bright or dull, I passing through to live and die soon...
Enter Author Name (Not Required)