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
Everyone Just Wants To Be Understood
When you're a baby, you have a whole life to look ahead. When you're a baby, you just play all day then go to bed. When you're that young, you have no doubts in mind. For when you're that young, There is no end of the line. As a child, You walk that unsteady rope. As a child, You’re filled with dreams and hope. As we grew older, Those dreams have flown passed. As we grew older, We put those hopes in a cast. Moulded in the back of our minds, To be lost. Moulded in the back of our minds, To be covered in frost. But my question is, Why have w e let go of our dreams? My question is, Why have we let ourselves come undone at the seems? We used to crawl around, Looking for adventure. Now we crawl around, Looking for a saviour. Someone to save us, From who we have become. Someone to save us, From falling on our bum. We used to cry out at night, Just waiting for a kind hand. Now we cry out at night, For someone to understand. Someone to just understand, What we are going through. Some to just understand, Our point of view. Now that we’re all grown, We look back on our childhood. Now that we’re all grown, We know everyone just wants to be understood.
Copyright © 2024 Sierra Cowan. All Rights Reserved

Book: Reflection on the Important Things