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
Stealer of Children
The children come to visit once or twice a week and they are fine, I'm sure, but not the ones I seek. Though tall and fair and handsome, not who I'd choose to meet: those grubby-kneed and tousled, the freshly apple-cheeked! Oh, what I'd give to see them running in the door, coats and hats and mittens, footprints on the floor. Cardboard forts and castles and the day they tried to take sand buckets full of water to make a bedroom lake! Another trip to the E.R. Superman has tried (with a towel for a cape) to fly above the concrete drive. My daughter's arm is up around a Great Dane's hulking dome. He's all alone, she said and declined to take him home. The toaster that they took apart to see how it was sprung, signal beeps from bedrooms where a net of wires was strung In hope of snaring messages from Tokyo or some Hong Kong, lipstick on the bathroom tiles when guests were due to come. I play my games with memory toys, pretend they're real again, but something of it's gone; It's time, time is the stealer of children.
Copyright © 2024 Elizabeth Mccann. All Rights Reserved

Book: Reflection on the Important Things