Who Knows Why We Cry

Sparkling droplets of tears fell down on the centrally located table of a crowded restaurant. It was beautiful. The Spanish lady let everyone know she is full of heart, she feels deeply. Her colleague in support offered a waterfall of words but none soothed the opposing body of water. Laughter came in suddenly for one and with that for the other. The tears of sorrow turned to happiness, perhaps sometime later, of joy.