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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A Look Back
It’s been three years since I began this journey towards more rounded man; a number cruncher by my trade, but something new I’d try my hand. I thought I might a poet be when someone softly said to me, your hidden talents you should share for all the outside world to see. And so with quill in hand did start, and from within, my thoughts impart upon the parchment with my pen, its oozing ink spilled from my heart. I wrote of nature, life, and love, emotions deep and thoughts thereof; celestial bodies over head, the sun, the moon, the stars above; the changing seasons to be sure, and passing time we all endure; the death of friends who’ve left this life; and poems that seemed a bit obscure. And so it’s been for three years time I’ve wooed you with these simple rhymes in hopes you might enjoy my thoughts, but seems my words are past their prime. Now waning views my dreams betray, but doesn’t matter anyway who reads my weathered words because my heart has nothing left to say. August 20, 2020
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