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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To a Scrap Book
Library ~ daytime, empty, shelves are stacked book for every reason, season, nothing lacks waiting for the internet, it's Oh so-o-o fast and my mind might diminish, with the facts! Speed one ~ and even reading, can't sit back I'm focused on the treason, of life's act, so many foolish faces, filled exact the mind, a precious reason, just reacts! Is thought this busy please zone, not contract some daydream, left, a glee dome, to look back and not create that interest, struggles sack to try and fail, the fall owned ~ by contact! It's information's wedge cone, mindful swap does sift with memories stilled hone, toting hack can't cheat ~ there's more to glean through, cover's flap, my selfhood on this steamroll, just distracts! Guess I'll go home, and sweep through staid errand's bric-a-brac something is lost to mean's view, creation's scrap The slower versions, schemes few, the writer's craft ~ Are eyes, and ears, the seen to . . . . my own thought's wrap!
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