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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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There’s snow on the ground outside. The wind is blowing, so cold. So beautiful but deadly. In the dark, things lurk and watch. In the day they hide, Asleep but not… The sun shines on the white ground As it blinds passerby’s. Couples huddle along admiring the snow While dark things hide in the shadows, Silently laughing at the innocent victims. At night they come out, staring through the windows Wishing they could be inside. The cold outside is too much for humans to bear. They run inside, unaware of the beasts and animals that wait outside the door. The winter is a time for dead things. When trees are asleep and the flowers are hiding. When false spring creeps up, It makes the flowers die. People are stuck in their houses because of too much snow or ice. Frozen in the ground are things we came to love in summer. Underneath the snow, there is still grass. Later when this is over, It will be exposed and uncovered. Less freedom, more snow. If you stay outside too long, You could freeze and no longer be living. So deadly, but we still love it. Why do we sit in front of a fire and then go out to where it’s cold and dead? Would we rather sit in the snow? Snow… Such a strange thing… Anissa Sapp 1/21/07 2:54 PM

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There’s snow on the ground outside. The wind is blowing, so cold. So beautiful but deadly. In the dark, things lurk and watch. In the day they hide, Asleep but not… The sun shines on the white ground As it blinds passerby’s. Couples huddle along admiring the snow While dark things hide in the shadows, Silently laughing at the innocent victims. At night they come out, staring through the windows Wishing they could be inside. The cold outside is too much for humans to bear. They run inside, unaware of the beasts and animals that wait outside the door. The winter is a time for dead things. When trees are asleep and the flowers are hiding. When false spring creeps up, It makes the flowers die. People are stuck in their houses because of too much snow or ice. Frozen in the ground are things we came to love in summer. Underneath the snow, there is still grass. Later when this is over, It will be exposed and uncovered. Less freedom, more snow. If you stay outside too long, You could freeze and no longer be living. So deadly, but we still love it. Why do we sit in front of a fire and then go out to where it’s cold and dead? Would we rather sit in the snow? Snow… Such a strange thing… Anissa Sapp 1/21/07 2:54 PM