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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Famous Last Line
Original Poem - Dreams Still Grow Once I felt the warmth of balmy spring... breathed deep the scent of blossoms, fresh and pure... I thrilled to sounds of songbirds in the air, while sprouting blades of tender grass appeared. Upon the dew, my seeds of hope were cast... and dreams grew in the magic fling of spring. Then later came the cold of winter's snow... the scent of blossoms turned to musty dust. Chant of restless wind soon filled my ears... green tender grass, long grown, had gone to seed. Still hopes lay buried deep in icy frost... and bright, new dreams emerged to grow in snow. Posted: 09/01/2015 for contest ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ New Poem - Dreams Have Grown And bright, new dreams emerged to grow in snow, for winter days are numbers on a page. If body bends and mind is still aglow, no reason to lay dormant neath the frost. New hours, new days, new months to fulfill dreams; continue on, each one a precious gift. And winter is no time to dwell on death, when life still sparks in every newborn morn. So much to see, so much to do until the time has come to know when done is done. My hopes seemed buried deep in icy frost, but bright new dreams have thrived in winter snow. Sandra M. Haight ~2nd Place~ Contest: Famous Last Line Sponsor: Laura Loo Judged: 03/17/2016 Rules: Looking for a new poem, with the starting line being the last line from a previous contest entry. The poem you choose does not have to be a winning poem, just any poem entered.
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