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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 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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The Endless Cycle
Spring, summer, autumn, winter, Nature’s endless march. Each a cherished visitor. With grace and determination, one by one each takes its turn on stage. Seeds, long buried, know their time to release next generations of flowers, grasses, trees, all else. Each a phoenix in repose. Deeply programmed to unfold. Blossoming young sprouts— break free from earth's clutches, under ever-changing skies. Suddenly, a grand symphony erupts. Rapturous melodies released. The meadow basks in warm sunlight, where perky wildflowers seduce the bees. Luring them deep into their folds. With life’s nectar on their feet, they fly off, sharing their fertile riches. Summer’s end, a clarion's call to autumn. No need for mourning— the leaves set themselves free. Unabashedly beautiful, they tumble ceremoniously to the ground. Frost arrives, a masterful artist, draping a shimmering veil over land and wood, under the cool whisper of winter’s breath. Nights grow longer, while days slumber in long-awaited rest. Behind the closed curtain, silent dormancy arrives, as life withdraws into hidden chambers-- Till once again, they hear thaw's gentle call to awaken.
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