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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In the Heart of Autumn's Embrace
In the Heart of Autumn's Embrace Amidst the woods where golden leaves do fall, The whispering winds sing songs of days gone by, Within the heart of nature's tranquil call, The sun sets low beneath the glowing sky. Though time moves on, these moments never die, Each fading shadow speaks of yesteryear, Where memories as sweet as apple pie, In autumn's gentle breath, they linger near. The brook meanders softly through the glen, As daylight wanes and stars begin to gleam, The world, a canvas painted once again, With hues that dance upon the silver stream. In dreams of night, we wander and we dream, Of places wrought with laughter, joy, and cheer, And though we chase them, fleeting as they seem, In autumn's gentle breath, they linger near. Now gather 'round and hear my humble tale, Of love and loss beneath the moon's soft light, For every joy, there is a mournful wail, As seasons change from morn to darkest night. Yet hope endures as steadfast as a knight, For even in the face of doubt and fear, The heart recalls, with eyes forever bright, In autumn's gentle breath, they linger near. Envoi: Prince of the past, the skies we hold so dear, In autumn's gentle breath, they linger near.
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