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)Required Rain wind snow cold, My life’s first memories of, How cold England can be, With freezing hands and toes too, Muffled up to keep the blustery winds out, Woolly socks, boots, coats, hats, scarfs, and gloves, Bitterness, gale force winds howling, Blowing me down the road, all the way to school, Standing at the bus stop, Tapping feet to keep them warm, Arriving at school wet through, Huddled to the warmth of the radiator, drying socks, Trying to pay attention to the lessons, Longing for something warm to eat and drink, Those were the good old days or so we are told. Then came the sunny days, and the happy times, And the first sighting of spring, with the budding trees, Flowers growing, forgetting the winters long, And oh how precious the sun, And the long awaited summer, here it comes, Jumpers off, shorts on, skinny white legs, pale skin, Sun tan, sunburn, red marks, And so I kept on, longing for the warmth of the sun, Even then, no one really ever new, How long the sun would shine, Or my rainy days and umbrella days would last. How I longed and wished for the sun once again, And the luscious green land, and blossoming trees, But life goes on, and my youthful days grew And by the way, I forgot the thunder, And how frightened I was as a child, Especially with the damage it caused, But for the most of the time, I only watched from my window, And the effect of it. But oh how I have loved my life, And how the English weather has, Played an important role in my life, Because as I grew, and the things I wanted to do, Depending, on what the weather was doing. Memories weather, rain and blow. Continues as I grow. Becoming accustomed to the snow.
Enter Author Name (Not Required)