an armful of love

I think it is safe to say
that I might have gotten
the slightest bit carried away
cutting out paper hearts last week.

I would walk into rooms with arms full
and fling them into the air,
watching them flutter down to the ground
while proclaiming
happy Valentines day!

My family only found this amusing the first time.

So I banished myself to the outdoors.

Here are a very few of the hearts that I've scattered all over, have stuffed and mailed in envelopes, and that make me ridiculously giddy when I fling them into the air.











Funny thing is, I haven't been big on Valentines Day in years. But for some reason, when I cut out that first heart last week, oh boy was I hooked. I guess I just miss the Valentines parties in elementary school, when everyone feels the love that day. And the cookies. I sure do miss those.