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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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Immortalized
In an effort to immortalize you, I gilded ocean size frames in gold leaf and painted your portrait with peacock feathers dipped in oils. I spelled out your name in bumble bee wings still quite attached to tame bumble bees hovering in obedience and formation in the sky I built a piano from felled red wood trees and carved your likeness on each key which I then filled up with ebony and abalone polish I traveled to Old Russia to the Crimean forest and pulled every wildflower up by it's roots and replanted them just for you, on the cliffs, overlooking the Black Sea. I tamed a black leopard and rode on her back 'round the world, with a banner, a list of your accomplishments flowing in silk for miles behind me, past onlookers reading your life. I sang gypsy music, as a siren on the wind while I wept and flooded each street with the depth of one tenth of the emotion you harnessed and kept at bay in your infinite quiet. I started with one person, your granddaughter, with your blue eyes her sitting on my lap, looking at me with a maturity past 3 years of age, and imprinted every memory of you in the air, for her to grab. You are not immortalized in portraits, or wings, or notes. You are not immortalized in flowers, or banners or sirens. You are immortalized, forever remaining, in the humble prayers of this innocent child.
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