Story for children 2-6 yrs By Elisabetta Panzica Bright lights gleamed against the darkened skies, dancing on the tips of the new spring grass, guiding the dawn into the canopy above the forest. Flowers lifted their faces to the sun. The hum of a thousand wings echoed across the wood. Grass poked its head out of…
I Wish the Night Were Ours Again By Elisabetta Panzica I wish the stars would shine The way they did When you and I were one The world seems lonely now The nights are filled with silence There is emptiness all around me The skies are darker The nights are longer now In…
Thanks for joining me! Poetry is not something that I do, not simply words upon a page. Poetry is something I breathe, it is a moment that I capture upon the written page, a segment of eternity immortalized. I have been writing since I was in the first grade, and have never stopped. I write…
