In the gentle sweep of morning’s light,
Cleanliness whispers through the air,
A dance of dust, now taken flight,
Leaves behind a world so rare.
The gleam of floors, a quiet song,
Echoes peace in every stride,
Where clutter once seemed to belong,
Now harmony and calm reside.
In every corner, a promise new,
A vow of care, tender and bright,
Where order speaks in voices true,
Turning chaos into delight.
Embrace the purity, let it stay,
In every breath, in every way,
A life of grace, a clearer day,
Where cleanliness leads the way.