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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The Cape
The Cape Superheroes, moms, dads, and those that we love, and we can not see... are flawed. They try hard to hide, their inequities... in order to give us the illusion of safety, and security, in a world that is unsafe, and very insecure. Red capes like the movies, blue capes like the marines, the color has little to do with the job. It is a career, that a parent signs up for, without knowing there is no escape clause at all, no rip cord to pull, no final five-gallon tank of gas... to fill back up, no... and only the hard ground to land upon, when things fail. Sitting there, or laying there, on the soil, dirt, dust... of our lives. We wonder if there was more we could have done, or even more, we could do. But we are here, and then gone. We do not live forever in this life, it is the next... heaven, that things are as they should be. Here, things are exactly as they are and we need to know; the rules, we must follow the lines, we must not cross... before teaching time is over, and we are grown, left to the whim of the wind.
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