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.



Enter Title (Not Required)

Enter Poem or Quote (Required)

Enter Author Name (Not Required)

Move Text:

Heading Text

       
Color:

Main/Poem Text

       
Color:
Background Position Alignment:
  | 
 

Upload Image: 
 


 
 10mb max file size

Use Internet Image:




Like: https://www.poetrysoup.com/images/ce_Finnaly_home_soare.jpg  
Layout:   
www.poetrysoup.com - Create a card from your words, quote, or poetry
Carousel
CAROUSEL Sights, sounds, smells of the beachfront, music , lights and shiny mirrors, painted ponies with golden poles, beckon me to ride. I point to the one with the bright blue mane, two arms steady me on its’ back, my pony poised to carry me, wherever it wants to go. As my steed spins around and others pace alongside me, excitement dances in our eyes while throngs of laughter fill the air. Revisiting this favorite place, the music lures me once again, now brave enough to ride alone, the two arms wave each time I pass. The stride seems somewhat slower now, the music plays now quite as loud, the destination now my choice, wherever I choose to go. My yesterday have all come and gone, sadly I’ve grown too tall it seems, my two arms hold him tight to ride, wherever he dreams to go. Time is fleeting and today, the lights are off, the ponies gone, the organ music plays no more, it's melody wafting on the breeze. For the smile it stamped upon my heart, for the joy it brought into my soul, this memory I'll treasure throughout my life the magic of the carousel.
Copyright © 2024 Liz Labadie-Reilly. All Rights Reserved

Book: Reflection on the Important Things