In the gentle sweep of morning light, clarity unfolds,
Dust dances away, leaving stories untold,
A breath of fresh air whispers through the halls,
Cleanliness, our silent call.
The sparkle of floors, the gleam of glass,
Reflecting purity in every pass,
Order and peace in every corner found,
In cleanliness, serenity is crowned.
Hands that wash, hearts that care,
In every action, purity we declare,
A world renewed with every sweep,
Cleanliness, the vow we keep.
Through tidiness, our spirits soar,
In every space, we restore,
A mirror of our souls, so bright,
Cleanliness, our guiding light.