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.

Enter Title (Not Required)

Enter Poem or Quote (Required)

Enter Author Name (Not Required)

Move Text:

Heading Text

       
Color:

Main/Poem Text

       
Color:
Background Position Alignment:
  | 
 

Upload Image: 
 


 
 10mb max file size

Use Internet Image:




Like: https://www.poetrysoup.com/images/ce_Finnaly_home_soare.jpg  
Layout:   
www.poetrysoup.com - Create a card from your words, quote, or poetry
Would I still be me?
Would I still be me, without an arm or a knee Would I still be me, if I could no longer see? Was my lover whole, after brain injury A sudden brake, subtle changes, still loves me. Am I still me, with such fading memory? It gets worse with age, to my childhood, lost the key. Was Mom still her, when the slow descent became a stroke Is part of her fully asleep, from this nightmare never woke? Would you still like me, when I don't know who I am? Maybe I never did, self-concept just a sham. Would you still like me when I don't know you Is there a core worth saving, when my time comes due? Would I still be me, if my temper came unchained Surprised who I could be, or by circumstances framed Would I still be me, if my morals twisted out of shape Gradual descent, then snapback, but too late? Would you stay with me, at the edges of my mind When all the roads we traveled are no longer there to find? We forget from whence we came; we forget what once we knew An empty shell that looks like me, a caring that holds you.
Copyright © 2026 Gem Stone. All Rights Reserved