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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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Weight On My Back
The weight being carried, on this never ending, twisted path, is breaking the small of my back, feels every bumps from the pedalling ties. Eyes wincing, trying to keep the sweat out, the pain throbbing through my head, thoughts making it pound, in ways that will not stop, feeling the mind’s pictures, making its way in every flowing piece, of my brain. The hills are getting steeper, climbing, always climbing, makes my knees feel like exploding, every spin of the pedal hurts more, takes so much energy to move upward, continuously losing breath with every strain, every time the summit is reached, coasting down to the bottom again is pain free, finding another climb in waiting. Am I ever going to finish this ride? Be relieved when the pavement becomes smoother, instead of hitting every hidden, hole and crack, knowing if struck at a speed too fast, that a slip will happen, and anything could be broken, will never heal properly over time, aches giving reminders of misplaced healing, every muscle ends up aching and sore, pounding in the sun’s heat, but moving towards an unseen end, where my body can rejuvenate, without the full weight on my bulging back. August 2, 2011 © Andrew Scott – Just a Maritime Boy 2011
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