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.

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Opening my eyes to the darkness in my room. I try not to cry and look away to soon. I didn't know what woke me up from my horrible dream. But what did I expect when I wake up at three? This is not it. Walking around the mess afraid to think why. Looking at the steps, that's when I start to cry. The steps, same as my room are a dark shade of red. Everything's covered in death. Startled, I truly wake up. I cry, just like in my dream for I know this story all to well. This was a night ten years ago when I was to afraid to let go. That night while I was sleeping, my mom and dad had died. What woke me up, a gunshot. I was only four, which is why I'm still alive. One year older, and I would have died. I have that dream a lot, different parts each time. They said I was to young, to remember that one night. Then why do I still remember it? After I saw my mom and dad lying still on the stairs. The police and ambulance broke in, and carried them away. We had a small funeral a few blocks from that house. I go there once a week, to cry over their graves. I was really close to my mom, she was like my best friend. She always will be, until the very end. This is also where I buried my friend, Shaun. I'll see them all when I go to visit the small pond. - This is a true story. I would've told you what I found when I went downstairs, but it is something I couldn't have imagined. I never will tell anyone everything I found, until it's not so bad to think about it... Have a good day! Lee< -
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