Written by Dante DiPaolo on March 22, 2002 as the Rochester winter was waning and his Rosella was battling back from lung cancer surgery. How well I know that spring has come And with it hope, the warming sun; But winter has left its bite of frost Within my heart. So prove me wrong and rid me of the pain, Be washed away with soothing rain And let me breathe again. I know that spring has brought with it the Ray of Hope; If not, a summer I will take With children's voices to awake Her gently from her bothered sleep. Always and forever love, Dante.