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Short Pondering of the Younger Kara.

    

     I wish there would be tears in heaven. Not the sad tears, but the happy tears. Those are the dancing tears. They wear glitter and streamers. They are clothed in every color imaginable. They skip and trot down your cheeks, laughing with you. And their specialty is making memories.

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