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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What Is It
It isn't the dawn of another spring, nor is it the clean mountain air. It isn't the resort atmosphere, or blossoms waving everywhere. It isn't the poems we like hearing, or the good taste of Myrtie Mae's. It can't be the prizes we've won, or questions poets often raise. Yet from the first time we came, we sensed something special afoot, even though we'd entered amiss, setting our chance of wins caput. Our hearts centered on April and the power of life renewing, we'd sent the butterfly poems, but another stew sat brewing. It took us a while to discern it minds stuck in a rut like glue, as Ted stood up to explain, and let drop the other shoe. It's all about us homo sapiens and how we relate to each other. Then and there, our eyes cleared, allowing our hearts to discover, it's friends we've made at Lucidity in these Ozarks hills we adore, who've caused us to keep coming and coming, coming back for more.
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