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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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The Minstrel
The minstrel with his lute so bright, Beneath the moon’s pale, silver light, Did weave a tale of love and woe, A melody that hearts would know. With nimble fingers, strings he'd strike, Each note a pearl, each chord a hike, Through valleys deep and mountains high, Where heroes fought and lovers sighed. A maiden fair, with eyes of blue, A knight so bold, brave and true, Their love a flame, so bright and strong, But fate's cruel hand did them prolong. He sang of battles, fierce and grand, Of dragons slain, by hero's hand, Of castles tall and moors so wide, Where secrets hid, and dangers lied. The minstrel's voice, a haunting sound, As shadows danced and stars spun 'round, His songs of love and loss did flow, A tapestry of joy and woe. And when the dawn began to break, And shadows fled, for morning’s sake, The minstrel left, his work complete, His music stilled; his story sweet.
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