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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Amid Falling Leaves
Amid falling leaves, my thoughts wander far, as, gracefully, they cascade through the air. From long winter sleep, they awoke with spring; unfolded their fullness at the summer peak. Yes, what a journey their venture provides- in very few months, each life is fulfilled. For them, time is fathomed by seasons of days- unlike my much longer, well-measured years. Oh, falling leaves, like my autumn of life- you slowly drift down on faded green lawns. Red-orange-gold colors boast your last hurrah, as they calmly, peacefully, twirl to the ground. A calm ride from branches to blanket the earth; yet, you weathered storms on long, windy nights. You shielded the nests upon fine, sturdy limbs and honored your seasons as best as you could. My feelings unfold as each lone leaf descends- reminiscing my own, long, well-seasoned years; from green, tender bud to full burnished art- my thoughts wander far, amid falling leaves. Yet, hang on the hope of the next new Spring; with awakened birth, new life will begin.
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