Just the two of us living here with few visitors
An inseparable duo content with only each other
And yet I feel the presence of so many others
Some known to me and some nameless
Everyone who worked on this house
Building it and then renovating it years ago
Left something of themselves behind
For us to appreciate during our time here
Every room contains items made somewhere
Fabricated by unseen people working for a living
Objects transported here by unidentified workers
Implicitly connecting us to all of them
So too the food we eat comes to us imbued with labor
Through many anonymous hands and bent backs
Delivered to the grocery store workers I recognize
Providing the sustenance making our lives possible
The work done on this house since we moved in
By capable people I talked to and remember
Their imprint is also on our home now
In my sense of things as I enjoy the space
All combined with what we brought with us
Family heirlooms and personal mementos
Linking us with the people in our particular past
Because we exist alongside all of humanity
