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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It starts in the little things, A man's suit, A floral dress, Pretty pink bows, And ties to impress. Segregated lines, To stand in before class, Rough and sporty, Or hands delicate glass. Boys made for fawning over, And chopping wood, Business owner, Bread winner, With wives in the kitchen; Ladies 'man', Children 'can', Can't, have, Ideas or Plans, Dress your boys for their jobs, Players, soulless husband, A mother robs, Her son of free will, He's made for work, Not for frills. A daughter weeps, For hair cut short, Father's word seeps, Deep and curt, "How would prince charming, Climb Rapunzel's hair, If for when he reached, It was no longer there?" Baby dolls, Plastic toy kitchen, Dainty soles, Needles stitching. Future mommy, don't you worry, Mother raised you well, When your tears start to swell, Wipe them astray, for when night dawns, She prays, All her hopes and dreams away.
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