The Invisible Hero: A Simple “Good Morning” Can Change Everything
I wake before the sun, cleaning what yesterday left behind so your path is brighter today.

Many hurry past. They cross the street, look away, or see me as just part of the pole. Invisible.
But I have a family. I have bills. I have a child proud of his dad, the city cleaner.   I get tired, too. My back hurts. Yet, I am here.
I don’t ask for applause. Just remember: behind this uniform is a story, a heart, a struggle.

Next time, don’t look away. A smile, a “Good morning, sir,” may not clean the street, but it wipes away the tiredness in the soul.   See the hero.