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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How Poetry Began
0ne Sunny day the angels sat, assembled on the clouds, Some played harps, others sang, they all looked very proud. A few were showing new wings, they’d just received that morn, Others cuddled angel babies that had just been born. Children jumping through the clouds, half flying they would run A day like this in heaven, was made for having fun Everywhere I seemed to look the clouds rang out for joy Until I seen one little cloud with just one lonely boy. The boy he held a paper and his feather was pure white He sat there very serious as he would think, then write. Dear child I asked what is it here that keeps you from the rest He answered I am writing poems and want to do my best. Poems I wondered, what is this? I knew not what he meant The little man then read to me, he was such a little gent. These words he read were different, yet somehow still the same They rang out more like music, which seem to be his aim. I wanted to help God out, when people are feeling sad If they had poems they just might, read them and be glad. The angel folded his paper, to earth he watched it glide And made it float and gently land at a Wiseman side. Now I asked, why did you send that paper down to earth? He winked and said this is the day of poetry’s great birth. That’s why we are all gathered here and celebrate this day When humans discover poetry, to help them on their way. Written by Brenda Meier-Hans 09.13.2014 For contest: How Poetry Began Justin Bordner
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