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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And then it fades
And then it fades... Where but the scents linger High above the earth, it dangles unmoved To the east! And then to the west. Birds and bees, if they could convey. The morning was a blessing Dawn kissed by the deepest tinge of blushing sun Mist enveloped the rolling hills Cherries and pears got early visitors By noon, deep blue sky enchanted the butterflies Fluttering were the dry leaves, rolling as they flew Busy were the ants harvesting fresh leaves While fishes took to the deeper waters. The first quarter slowly appeared above the woods The dust blown trail was strewn of prints A hurried breeze whizz passed A lost petal flew by No thorns outgrew the reeds No echoes welcomed the colours Till the last rays dipped under the horizon Till the grey silhouette flickered It sighs sweetly as it shakes The rose withers of flying silk No aroma in the gyres The soft rippling as the frogs dance. Never to taste the sweetest nectar Against the whistling raindrops With the dark brown in lust Whilst the softest gasp of thorn pricks Running in the midst of golden lilies Bright pink flowers welcoming with smiles The melody of spring thunders Refreshing lightning saves the day A drop hits the stone It drops with a clank. Now in the distance, the gates are opened Fear not, hear not, If all the stars witness They shoot in welcome ‘tis so full with the final breathe ‘tis so light as feather...it fades...
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