I was listening to an article on the topic of lost and found, and the writer was putting things from her life into these categories.  But what was not said, at least in the NPR audio, was what I thought was the essence of the words Lost and Found… that only something of value could be lost and anything lacking value will never be found.  Value is the determining element… and so this poem:

LOST and FOUND
Look here, look there, look in your heart
for only what is precious can ever be lost.
Find this, find that, and feel for this, for it
must be valuable to be worthy of being found. 

And what is valuable to me may not to you,
for there are things and more than things
of which to consider.  

What can be replaced, and what never 
will be replaced, and what can be repaired,
and what will never be repaired, and if
the value is no longer there, it is no 
longer lost, nor could ever be found. 

But what we can never lose and we can
always make valuable is what we do
and say and feel in the precious moments
of now we find for ourselves by grace of 
fortune and spirit.