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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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A Bond Through Which We Speak
It started long ago As CDs in the car Overtime hours spent in a retail store A gift on a date, kept on an old dresser The idea we are all connected in some way. From my father and my older brother In the car rides then, I learned Why my ideas were foiled Learning to hate myself in a therapeutic way A gift from them, to keep in my mind On my unstable shelf, in my pocket Keeping me in contact with my brothers However far apart, we share lines; they’d make me smile It can bring me relief, a wilted rose, Abstract art. My parents saw Tin foil boats in the bathroom sink, they held Together above the clear ocean Searching for the porcelain shore Holding the cargo of our dreams, overweight Mine drifting far apart from the rest Vessels that sank with time. Into the ocean it drove me Beyond the depths where the sun can’t grasp But I found them, I returned to them on land They hand me their CD; inside is their promise. It’s cheap tickets, that I can come back home, It’s hearing my family beyond my room Wondering if their legacy is safe with me I learned on my ride home to show my Inner glow, cut deep drilled Sorrow with their razor blade, but Am I porcelain, or just the clay I had lost in the fire. Past the heat, molding the remnants Of the foil beside my mind Reminding me of my parents, their embrace My everlasting friends, telling me “I hope you're happy.”
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