Their shelving held four years of sundry stuff,
from books and games to cartons sent by stores.
The family with more than twice enough
bought bigger shelves with basket drawers and doors.
While parents drove to fetch, we said we’d comb –
the 5-year old and I remained at home.
We volunteered to glean and stack the goods
as they went hauling through some neighborhoods.
Together then we worked as morning passed.
We chatted and enjoyed the sorting tasks.
We separated boots from books, and cast
away receipts, old mail and wrinkled masks.
It wasn’t normal Saturday, but one
of lovely labor. Both of us had fun.