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 the photo graphic, 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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Hoping the flowers bloom
Hoping the flowers bloom Sifting through my day, withered masses of an old heart searching in the wrong corner, dreaming in muted grays on a white background, wandering through the garden of my every lost dream, hoping the flowers bloom . . . and I get to see them Long hours only offer relief when I look past the walls formed around my smile so long ago, they are now only a faded memory flickering in and out, losing clarity Then out of nowhere comes a light, so brilliant, beautiful, electrifying I can only stare and wonder, is this for me to keep, or dare I say . . . to love? Love, now that’s a laugh Love only finds those who deserve it and those signs have long since pointed a different direction But a voice speaks otherwise a soft tone, a sweet noise I’ve not heard or imagined . . . When whispers of affection from her fall upon my ears . . . my ears? Like I am something, somebody, and it feels good even if it is still hard to believe And I feel tears forming, could this be happiness I ask, when there before my misted eyes The flowers are blooming . . . and I can see them
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