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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 Can It Be
Eighteen yellow roses arrived today The forth of September, with walnut tree leaves Falling like snow, twirling to the ground Nineteen years ago Rose arrived that may The eighth of may, with black pekoe tea Leaves twirling in my cup, spun my world around Each year another yellow rose joined the spray In our marriage we just grew more free Under Each stone turned, more love we found Each year another since our wedding day  entwined together, she taught me how to be Over my stone heart she always astound Seventeen times that annual bouquet September fourth, under the walnut tree Under love lightened hearts we danced around Twice she got stents and god, did I pray For life without her I just could not see Third time, no charm, left me gagged and bound Sixteen weeks since she left this world, that day The fourth September dying walnut tree Dried yellow petals, weep dull lifeless sound yet Eighteen yellow roses arrived today
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