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.
Enter Title (Not Required)
Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required What made you so special my freckle faced friend.. the day I heard you singing to a record, from your window next door. Bell bottom clad teenaged knock out, with a ballerina's step.. In huge Cape Cod two story where dreams took form. My mom hummed a tune as she ironed my best shirt.. Fumbled with your corsage, wondering why I chose red. Last dance I remembered was always our first, humbled by a mirage., in a golden gown dress. Realized too late the secret your parents kept, all the plans they'd made for you.. plain enough to see I wasn't part of them. Not enough coins lined my pockets to set you free, at least not enough for them to ransom you to me. Some days found me prayin', some I cursed right out loud. Wonderin' does the one you share today in, know the goldmine he had found. Did he bring you eyes full of stars, and promise all his tomorrows. Realize what heaven sent gift you are, never lament a heart left to sorrow. Does he read them bedtime stories, and tuck them into bed.. Listen to child borne wonders and worries, every wild dream that fills their head. And did you share those freckled hands, every time you stopped to tie their shoes.. protect them with those same plotted plans, your parents chose for you. Do you ever hear that record playing.. among the distant stars that shined so bright? New days come, battles lost and battles won.. lost in heartfelt wish that I'd been born.. that lucky seventh of seventh son. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Enter Author Name (Not Required)