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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Sometimes
Sometimes I swear that car slowing down is you even though I never even knew what you drive, never had anything real to recognize. Sometimes a song won’t leave my head and I convince myself it’s haunting you too. Sometimes the dog barks at nothing and my heart stumbles over hope, thinking maybe this time you finally showed up. Sometimes I see you everywhere. In audiences. In hallways. In the empty seat in front of me. Sometimes I would bet my life it’s you. But sometimes it isn’t. It never is. Sometimes it’s just strangers. Just noise. Sometimes it’s just my mind dressing up absence in delusion. Sometimes I really think I’m losing it. Like I’ve misplaced my mind, my heart, my grip on anything solid. Sometimes I want to shake myself and say it’s just you. It’s only you. Sometimes I know you are not at the door. Sometimes I know you are not almost here. Sometimes I know you are not coming. And sometimes that reckless, humiliating part of me still listens anyway.
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