CLEANER

A cleaner's work is never done,

From dawn till dusk, they're on the run.

Sweeping and mopping, dusting and wiping,

Making sure every surface is shining.

In offices and homes, they quietly work,

Erasing the mess, with a gentle smirk.

They tidy and arrange, with such ease,

Leaving the space spotless, a sight to please.

They scrub and they scour, with such might,

Removing the grime, with all their might.

And when the day is done, and the work is through,

The cleaner can rest, their work is anew.

For though their job may seem small,

The cleaner's work touches us all.

Leaving the world a little bit brighter,

With each room they clean, a little lighter.