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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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Her Rose Will Burn Brightly
Lullabies , fireflies , he placed the ring on her tiny finger Softest lasting ambrosia silhouettes , he kissed her, lightly they linger Lasting hugs, embrace he kissed her one last time I speak to you , he softly said..''I love thee'' Soft garnet chimes played , sweetly Whilst thou love thee? , even death My love ? He will remember her raspberry wine lips though all time I slumber peacefully, with you near my beloved Angel chime Dawns leathery emerald light shines Mystical tender hands she carried to the grave Nymphs were etched on her headstone Radiant light shines only at twilight now Her spirit visits when I come , he loved her deeply Wandering spirits lay to to stay Enchantment within all fairy's wand, will she return? Azure lace, he could feel the music as if she was near Aspirations , beauty , she now holds his fragile hand , many years later She waited as he fell asleep next to headstone
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