Greeting Card Maker | Poem Art Generator

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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Remember When
Do you remember when........ We played imaginary games as kids? The PC Police did not flip their lids. It was truly a magical time to be. Cowboys, Indians, yes and we climbed trees. Police vs bad guys , that was no sin! I had a silver cap gun, not made of tin. Funny, there was not a hint of violence. We were raised by parents with a God and common sense! We had an American flag on a tall pole in the backyard. We pledged to it, and were not called flaming retards. Oh, days of fresh candy and ice cream And products American made, by Sunbeam. We wore real shoes made of leather. There were no daily murders, our lives floating as if they were the Creator's shining feathers. We had polio, flu, measles and many illnesses, too. Yet, when well~ we all went happily back to school Nobody would dream of hitting a teacher back then. But get real, it's happening now and God, please help them? All those cuss words we hear from children today? They didn't exist at all in my girlhood days. Of children's lost innocence, I wish to wail and weep. In this insane world, what do they dream, my friends, of when those angels are sleep? They are forbidden to socialize! Keep a distance from friends, wear a mask and normalize? Grandparents peering at their grandchildren through a window? Facetiming with no hugs or kisses, is this anyway for children to grow? Baseball with cardboard fans in the stands? No more beautiful weddings with dancing, twirling to a band? I am more than happy to leave this lockdowned earth. Having no freedom, is a the saddest dearth.          July 25, 2020 8:45pm PST
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