Someone neglected
to put you away
I rescued you
from the far reaches
of the parking lot
imagining stories
of who might have left you there
old man with bad hip
tired mother with wide awake children
little old lady with dementia
inconsiderate jerk
You have one wheel
with a flat spot on it
so you
kaklunk kaklunk kaklunk
across the grocery store floor
Still you do
your job
eighty-five dollars
and fifty-seven cents later
we return
to the parking lot
shift the shopping
to the trunk
then carefully return you
to the safety of
the shopping cart corral