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
Domestic abuse
I am not a door mat to walk over every day, I am not an object you can use and put away. I am not some one just to benefit your self, I am not a bank machine to help you with your wealth. You say you love me but you hit me when your mad, I want to be happy but you just make me sad. You use me as a punch bag when nothing goes your way, Your always shouting in my face I never have my say. You keep me from my family take away my phone, You say I should be grateful I'm living in your home. I am a human you can't treat me this way, You were supposed to love me not hit me every day. Not call me names or take away my phone, or keep me from my family making me alone. I got the strength to tell you I'm leaving you today, You start saying sorry and begging me to stay. You stood there in my way blocking that front door, I'm not fooling for it again I have heard the sorry before. I look in the mirror see my two black eyes, Why did I put up with this? it's time to say my goodbyes. you raised your fist to punch me and hit me in the head, but I pushed you away with all my strength and walk out that door instead.
Copyright © 2025 Joanne Mobley. All Rights Reserved

Book: Reflection on the Important Things