If Found
If found, please
scribble a short note to the writer of this 
fine leather journal.
She would appreciate anyone returning 
this book which
painfully details when her last love left.
If found, please
consider calling, the cell number is on the 
last page where a
monthly breakdown of her earnings is 
tallied up
incorrectly because she failed basic math.
If found, please
Tweet! The contact for this is directly 
under the cell
number. She would welcome a few winged 
words asking where
and when to meet.
If found, please
compose a humble request where and when 
we might sit outside
near a creek that takes its time 
to find a river.
Please consider this a more than
just a chance “get
together.”
If found, please
suggest a time when both parties 
might like black tea.
It’s no trouble to brew a 
pot and offer a cup
to the kind person who took a 
few minutes to return
this fine leather journal. 
If found, call,
write, tweet, bark, meow, shout,
whisper, holler, but
please, do not bite. 
Susan Sanders
My poems have
appeared in Flying Horse, Soapbox, The Vermont Literary Review,
Common Ground
Review, The Lucid Stone, Moon Rising, Falling Star Magazine and
several others. Susan
Sanders teaches writing classes in addition to writing poetry and fiction.
She lives 5 miles
from the Canadian border and seeks inspiration from reading and walking 
near rivers. Her book
Behind These Hills (co-authored post-posthumously) 
with her daughter
Jessica Sicely is available on amazon. com.
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