<p>.......</p><p>"Sometimes a sense of loneliness covers me like a cold mist -- I sit alone and wait at life's shut door. Beyond, there is light and music and sweet friendship, but I may not enter. Silence sits heavy upon my soul.</p><p>Then comes hope with a sweet smile and says softly, 'there is joy in forgetting one's self'. And so I try to make the light in others' eyes my sun. . . The music in others' ears my symphony. . . The smile on others' lips my happiness. "</p><p>.......</p><p></p>