"Silver trucks heavy with oil or paper–
bricks or milk, teeming over highways alongside us,
on our way to clean tables, read ledgers, or save lives–
to teach geometry, or ring-up groceries as my mother did
for twenty years, so I could write this poem for all of us today. "


The last lines of the second stanza creates a sense of unity by referencing

A the shared experience of listening to loud noises
B the shared experience of the American workforce
C the shared experience of teaching and learning
D the shared need to move and travel