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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Poem Song
her heaven interrupted she waits there by the wooden door burned into its crispy surface is a poem aimed at her heart a poem in the form of a image a graceful piece illustrated to the minds eye a flowing of words and thought that only a great painter could put to canvas it was of a love she knew many years ago it was a autumn affair dry leaves had scattered under her soft shoe walk and the boy had taken her hand and then had taken her only to fade into memory by the first frost the wind chimes in the semi-darkness remind her of that day sounding clearly like a soft summer song to her young and vibrant heart sounding like trumpets hailing the coming of some grand and great prince head held high with the purest of intents yes those chimes sound so alive to her brings back so many memories of her young and willing heart these many years later she has only the barest scrap of paper with his name still legible faded but bold bold like he was like he was now the years have told their tale and her eyes loose focus as her dreams once more turn to those heady days of her young heart as she slips into a final slumber she dreams of him and the poem song of her love for him
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