‘Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the space,
The office was quiet, not an employee in the place.
The bins were all lined by the desks with great care,
In hopes that Sonlight soon would be there.

The floors were all smudged, the carpets had stains,
From indoor holiday parties, so much fun despite rains.
Dust settled softly on shelves,  fine as snow,
While breakroom counters lacked their usual glow.

When out in the lot, there arose such a clatter,
Sonlight’s time had arrived, ready to fix the matter!
Away to the entrance they flew like a flash,
Supplies ready in hand,  cleaning checklist to smash.

The moon on the glass of the high-rising panes,
Illuminates grime Sonlight easily tames.
When what to the eye should clearly appear,
But a team of pros and their cleaning gear!

With a van full of tools, so thorough and bright,
We knew in a moment it must be Sonlight!
Unloading equipment,  the team members came,
And they scrubbed and they polished, each calling by name:

“On carpet! On tile! On surfaces high and low!
We’ll clean it, we’ll buff it, we’ll handle it all!
To the breakroom, the lobby, the restroom stalls,
We’ll tackle the mess and we’ll clean every hall!”

From office to office, the sparkle was seen,
It was so apparent, first impressions would say, “Clean!”
Windows were shining, carpets like new,
Hard floors were gleaming like soft morning dew.

As the dawn approached, they went on their way,
Leaving offices pristine for post-holidays
With smiles they departed, another job well-done,
Knowing their efforts would bring health & joy for everyone.

And we heard them exclaim, as they drove out of sight,
“Choose Sonlight for cleaning, First Impressions done right!”

By Laura Pulliam