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.