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.



Enter Title (Not Required)

Enter Poem or Quote (Required)

Enter Author Name (Not Required)

Move Text:

Heading Text

       
Color:

Main/Poem Text

       
Color:
Background Position Alignment:
  | 
 

Upload Image: 
 


 
 10mb max file size

Use Internet Image:




Like: https://www.poetrysoup.com/images/ce_Finnaly_home_soare.jpg  
Layout:   
www.poetrysoup.com - Create a card from your words, quote, or poetry
The Poems I Never Wrote
I had my eye on him since the third grade, but I never told him how I felt Back then girls were girls, they were never meant to be cheeky or bold He sat behind me in math class, while he counted numbers on the board I counted the beats of my heart each time he leaned in to ahum, cheat, "I love the way your hair smells like rain" he'd half whispered into his copybook As he copied another math answer he sent me thoughts laced with love I was just a beginner with no flowery words or poems for Carlton cards dad always said a good girl should be sensible and be good at accounts As my daydreams accumulated like daisies on a windblown field of gold I began to scrawl his name with a HB pencil, on my composition book... "I love the way you smart me over " he whispered a little octave higher as he gleamed and then tried on his own the intricate equation of math's design I grew up and left to live in Nevada. For years I never set eyes on Enzo again then one day I happened to open a magazine and there he was all grown up He had become a bank tycoon with a boat and a car and a big orphan house So, I wrote him a letter and inside I added the first poem I ever wrote. "I love it when you lean over my shoulder " for some reason that I cannot fathom I get visions of you and me it a vat of grapes If you did not exist, I'm sure I'd make you up as for the poems I never wrote, well, after all our years together, when I look into his deep blue eyes, I know he knows each one by heart... Oct 6 2022 ps: This is not for contest, the length of it did not meet the criteria, I hope you enjoy it anyways.
Copyright © 2024 Mystic Rose Rose . All Rights Reserved

Book: Reflection on the Important Things