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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Thank God For Poetry
Poetry, Words that have created a land for her, Come,come you'll who have not seen her for a while! She has found refuge in words,syllables and alphabets, Her mind is full of letters,and sentences. No action is able to describe what's in her, Description of how she feels, none can understand her words. She enjoys spending time alone, Gazing in the air as she plays JENGA with words. She would appreciate if monopoly was a one party game, She flies in worlds of imaginations alone. Creating fantasies of what she longs for, Poetry has been medicine to her. Expressing her emotions with words, In this land, she finds peace and freedom. Not escaping reality but experiencing it, Not evading emotions but walking in them. Some call her a loner, Complex, a thinker, dumb and a mumble. Thank God for the gift of poetry! Outside she is an outcast, This has been therapy in part. Behind her closed doors are walls, Poetry has helped her penetrate them all. Why don't she spend time on hills? Rivers banks and their streams! She can go zip lining to satisfy her adrenaline, These isn't for her; poetry has been a friend. Cutting through Hurts and disappointments, She comes outside this land strong. Next when you see her smiling, laughing and hugging, Thank God for poetry!
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