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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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Puffy fat potato heads, skinny stockings sewn, bunched and hunched in bedrooms where they’re scattered, scrapped, or thrown. Clara, Dolly, Elmo, Sally, three wise sisters, Mr. mittens; shoes and bags, skins in rags, scars from dog-teeth bitten. Clothing torn, striped or plaid, missing parts they never had, history’s pages on their faces; looking forlorn, sad. Children’s memories locked inside, forever silent keeping . Days caressed in sunshine blessed; or hugged, to stem the weeping. Playmates past, forgotten days, lost within each one; days recalled in tracing touch; teatime’s cradled fun. Diaries of tearful words, smiles and laughter banking; stories shared of lost pets found, a scolding, or a spanking. Secrets gave in sacred trust; travels, hopes, and dreams; stitched for unknown days ahead, inside their crooked seams. Hands to Hold; Courage Given; needed tug or shove. Closest Friends and Dearest Ones, Safety Nets of Love. Refuge when the world at large; became too large to bear. Afraid and lonely in the dark when only they were there. We talk with all our Friends and Neighbors, Teacher, Husband, Wife Long outgrown the need for dolls, to help us deal with life. Fears and Trials, Tears and Laughter, shared in other ways; but in our heart a prayer felt, and in our throat a lump still stays; For none retain the deepest feelings only children show; but those we clung to growing up, with love they could not know. That secret room, of memories filled, with friends we’ll not forget. All left behind in closets dark, who travel with us yet.
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