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.



Enter Title (Not Required)

Enter Poem or Quote (Required)

Enter Author Name (Not Required)

Move Text:

Heading Text

       
Color:

Main/Poem Text

       
Color:
Background Position Alignment:
  | 
 

Upload Image: 
 


 
 10mb max file size

Use Internet Image:




Like: https://www.poetrysoup.com/images/ce_Finnaly_home_soare.jpg  
Layout:   
www.poetrysoup.com - Create a card from your words, quote, or poetry
A Traveler's Story - Part 2
I came late one season in the eve and I noticed those emerald eyes waiting for me, I did not see. Waited to late to return from the sea and now someone else holds my dream. How is this, I thought to me. A walk along the dock lead me, to the ole cemetery where there stood a weeping, willow tree, from the corner of my eye, this I did see. Roses are red and violets are blue my love, My traveler in the after life I wait for you. Beyond the sea, there you'll meet me, where I will no longer come second to her reefs. All eternity you promised me. I held her locket in my hand and how I wished for her I could have been a different man. They say you never miss a thing until to you it no longer brings. To the sea I returned and days and nights pass as the sea churns, each time the sun sets deep below I think I might see her, my emerald love. I smell her lilacs on the wind and each time a small grin followed by a smile, for I know we'll meet again, where the horizon meets, the nautical mile.
Copyright © 2024 Sharon Gulley. All Rights Reserved

Book: Shattered Sighs