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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 the photo graphic, 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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Thanksgiving
23 years old, Old enough to drink wine, Old enough to drive a car, Yet still, she sits at the kids' table, She decides to get away, Stay away from the politics and the war, The cursing and the football, All the horrible things that the “adults” talk about, She sits in the bright yellow chair, The ladybug table pressing up against her abdomen, Grubby faces with bright eyes all around her, She giggles and speaks of clouds and birds, As she stares into their eyes, They penetrate into her soul, A bright light appears in her sight, She is blinded, A warmth travels down to an empty place in her chest, This place fills up with this heat, The place where the giggles and the laughter used to be, The place where the nonsense known as love used to be, The place where her heart once was, Over the years she’s heard, Heard of the horrible things in the world, The wars, the deaths, The loves and the divorce, She closes her eyes, When she opens them she’s 10 again, She decides to stay, So she spends the next 13 years at the kid's table.
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