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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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Melancholic Tree
In the middle of winter within misty moors, lies a melancholic meadow. Up above grey skies foretell perturbed crows to seek shelter. Down below, an isolated tree - naked and fatigued; Listens in silence. Her soul is wounded, but you do not see her blood. Defiant against dysfunctional adversity, her roots are stronger than an anchor. Diversifying in deep directions, kissing the mouth of the Earth. Her torso may seem tall and mighty, but her appearance deceives. Sins of mankind have exposed her sap, as bark beetles crumble the surface. Forceful winds and bullet rain blasts against her weary teary face. Her tame frame trembles, as naked broken branches are blown away by brutal gusts. It is just another battle for life, as birds leave her behind - suffocating. Raindrops stream down her body, creating puddles of sadness, soaking deep into her roots. In the middle of winter within misty moors, lies a melancholic meadow; where a tree yearns for Spring. To bloom prosperously and to bathe in sunshine - so departed birds return. Silent One 20 February 2018
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