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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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I saw the picture and it definitely is not the same Is it someone new? It’s not what I saw in the mirror as I got ready for public view. The reflection tells me, “Ok, not too bad.” I’m old, yes, frumpy, but no reason to be sad. I see a youthful spirit, fluffy, but not too fat. I think of my age and remind myself that People change, no one stays exactly the same. My outfit is not trendy, but not out of style. Sorta classic, as I see it, in style for a while. Later, I see event pics posted online. Who is seated in my place And why is she so wide? Her face is in profile; It’s sagging and old. It’s odd to think she’d be so bold As to come out like that, Wearing a top that doesn’t hide fat. Her ponytail isn’t smooth, And look at those chunky old lady shoes! What was she thinking? Did she even try? And suddenly I realize and let out a cry. She’s sitting with my husband. Who could she be? And then I notice sadly, the she That is me. ~ Judy Bausch
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