Hearts wherever I go

I stumble on hearts wherever I go and whenever I look around. I used to look for them in every blot, stone, shell,tree,crispbag and just this morning I even found one at the bottom of my coockingpan. It realy is a stain from the gasflame but non less pretty. Something must be in the air, it must, for all these hearts have to have a meaning, don't they?

Gods is winking at me.....

love is on its way....

I only have to reach out...

Than it will stay.....