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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Sylvia's Flower Garden
Musky fragrance inundates my nostrils as I enter the garden center: a rhapsodic feeling in idyllic surroundings. The air is humid like an Amazon garden, heat barely tolerable making my glasses misty. Soft music, dulcet and sweet, swamp the amazing conservatory. The caterpillar had shed off its chrysalis, and a perfect swallowtail butterfly appears. It fluttered here and there tasting the marvelous flowers around. My cup of felicity abounds. All around a miscellany of colors enticing the radiant buyer with anything that catches his fancy, and I, mad about plants, run in frenzy from pot to pot, stand to stand, plot to plot, inflame my smell nerves with sweet sapphire orchids, enchant my eyes with white bearded irises, become delirious with a blood red amaryllis, inhale the fragrance of a white gardenia, or lose my mind on a black eyed Susan. Which exotic plant must I choose? It would be my talisman for my home What shall I buy? A red pyramid astilbe, multi-coloured plethora of petunias or scented forget-me-nots? Or better still a dwarf Deep red rose? I feel my empty pockets, I let out an ephemeral sigh, and go back home, empty handed alas.
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