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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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Life In Deep Space
True freedom can feel like an exquisite jail Our inhabited space bound by bars we drink in. Child’s nutrition once favored, a lap dance now passé, Our restaurants change with new owners, or chefs find New orbits, food loved fades as children leave home fires. In trying new wings, seems they seldom look back! Moms are left with learned spice tricks but no mouths to feed. A dad loses his value as children find voices, Write poems that resonate just in their ears! Dad’s left scratching his head, finds some pride in their flight But their orbits seem fractured and lacking a center, A God that they circle, one star in the heavens he knew As a child, that he values (whose gravity’s trusted). He’s hoping against hope genetics are sound. On leaving the earth, the first astronauts found A more humble perspective, sufficiency busted, The earth more a marble that floats, at its best a canoe (Or a dog a tick feeds on), an owner or renter? A parasite maybe that stumbles on insight Its host is quite fragile, though host cries no tears, Feels no pain, (or regret) at humanity’s choices. But gravity’s well is as deep as a man’s need To know if God’s real, there’s some code he might hack That could give him advantage. Can man kick the tires Of what happens, post-life? Or is faith more defined As the best man can do, that’s not bluster or hearsay? To say faith’s a lie takes faith too: How does that win? By faith, God is real, Grace and Science, God’s nail! Brian Johnston 15th of February in 2020
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