by ElisabettaPanzica September brought a son to me A child of flesh and blood A bundle filled with joy For he is to me The sun That brightness up my mornings The Stars That twinkle in the heavens As I look upon the never ending skies He is the flame That warms my heart In…
Category: Poems
Upon A Canvas Made Of Words




Sing
In memory or Maria Panzica (Mom) I have seen them fall away One by one, my friends My loved ones, and my brethren I sit today at mother's side She says to me, sing Sing about the grief As she lays there dying But how can I? Death lingers at our door And even though…
I Wish The Night Were Ours Again
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…

The Journey Begins
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…