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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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New Philosophy
Why is it that I truly feel if you step inside my messy house you see inside my messy soul? Clothes strewn about translate into my issues on never being warm enough no, cold enough - or, I mean, finding that happy medium Last night's dishes still in the sink translate into my yet undigested thoughts on last night's conversation and those flowers, dead I might add, in the vase on the counter, translate into a well wisher that I simply haven't thanked. Why is it that you must see all of this? A cluttered room is a cluttered mind? Could that be my philosophy in your knowing eyes? Whatever the case, you know me so well I open my door with wide open arms and then the miraculous happening occurs. You pick up my clothes, I'm suddenly comfortable. You make me some coffee and wash up my dishes and last night's conversation settles in my stomach with clear understanding and ease and you throw the flowers out the back door, wash the vase (now mineral deposit stained opaque) and hand me the phone with a soapy hand to make a thank you call. Is it really that I just needed a little tender care? Could that be the secret to an organized existence? For, suddenly, I am free. Spotless house, spotless mind -a new philosophy- and I find I owe you for this Spring cleaning yet again...
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