Cleanliness Poem by Leslie Alexis

Cleanliness



He who loves cleanliness would use a broken broom
to sweep away the remnants of yesterday;
on his hands and knees he would go,
and would not get up until the floor
is cleaner than his clothes.
There are few like those.


Copyright © 2011 Leslie Alexis

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