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)Required Now is the time To connect with your Creator. Time is not waiting, A little gray hair here and there And it shows up every where. As the Scriptures says; “To everything there is a season, A time for every purpose under heaven: A time to be born, and a time to die; A time to plant, and a time to uproot what is planted; A time to kill, and a time to heal; A time to break down, and a time to build up; A time to weep, and a time to laugh; A time to mourn, and a time to dance; A time to cast away stones, And a time to gather stones; A time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing; A time to gain, And a time to lose; A time to keep, And a time to cast away; A time to tear, And a time to sew; A time to keep silence, And a time to speak; A time to love, And a time to hate; A time of war, And a time of peace. Remember your Creator In the days of your youth, Before the difficult days come And the years arrive when you say, I have no pleasure in them” Before the sun, light, Moon, and stars are darkened, And the clouds leave after the rain; In the day when those watching the house tremble, And the strong men are bent over; When the grinders cease because they are few, And those looking through the windows have dimmed eyes; And the doors on the street are shut, And the sound of grinding is low; And one rises up at the sound of a bird, And all the daughters of song are brought low; When they are afraid of heights, Even the terrors along the road; The almond tree blossoms, The grasshopper drags itself along And desire fails,?Because man goes to his eternal home, And the mourners go about the streets.” The Time Is Now Not tomorrow but today. Now all has been heard. Let us hear the conclusion of the matter: Fear God and keep His commandments, For this is the whole duty of us. For God will bring every deed into judgment, Including every secret thing, Whether good or evil. (TTIN)
Enter Author Name (Not Required)