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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Living the Dream
Living the dream, in your teens, not hardly. If you forever found yourself back in time but with memories of all that is lost, and find you cannot even locate your Valentine, even with your good looks, shipshape body, your countenance would become crestfallen. Missing the moments, did you live them at all. You’d recall son and daughter, grands and all. Would life still be grand when the moon falls? The sun rose on the shoulders of her or him. You’d talk for hours about this and that on whim. It is the life lived and the hope of heaven to claim. So even when your loved one dies, they exist. But, if you find time has reversed, while you rehearse your memories, with tears no one cares about, ‘sissy girl or sissy boy,’ because those teens can’t relate to your old soul in a unwrinkled body, because gram and gramps are just old. Suddenly, your back, excited at your limp, bags under the eyes, and the grands run into your arms, or grab the VR, who cares - your back…your back..oh your back… Still you do the heavy lifting of the rich at heart, heartily, tearfully (why are you crying, kid asks), Living your dream at sixty-something, remembering everything…well, not everything, but you smile because you're golden, and what matters is life’s kiss.
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