In a bright little town, where the sun always gleams, lives Emirhan, riding on dreams. He wakes with a stretch, and a big Sunday grin, for today is the day his chores begin!

Emirhan makes the bed, tucks in the sheet, his room is now tidy, oh what a treat! He hums a soft tune, while fluffing pillows, just like catching whispers in the breeze over willows.

“Sweep, sweep, sweep!” goes the song of the broom. The dirt dances away, like clouds of old gloom. Whoosh! says the dust, as it flies out the door. As Emirhan sweeps clean the wooden floor.

The clothes are waiting, in a heap by the door. Emirhan gathers them up, there's no time to snore! He does the laundry, with a splash and a spin, the colors whirl round, like a rainbow within.

Vacuum the carpet, his next little quest. Emirhan moves forward, he does his very best. Zip, zoom, zogg goes the vacuum’s loud cheer, banishing crumbs while it revs like a deer!

To the window, he brings a featherful friend, to dust all the stories those old books lend. Flick, flick, flick goes the duster’s wild flight, turning the room into a shine-studded sight.

Trash bags gather in a timid little cluster, “Take us out!” they shout with a raucous bluster. Singapore, whoosh❗ The trash flies away, a magic trick Emirhan does everyday.

Oh, it’s time to change sheets, fresh ones on the bed. New linen's a cloud for resting your head. Emirhan's hands flutter with the sheets, so light, like butterflies dancing in the springtime sunlight!

“Next comes the iron,” says Emirhan aloud, “These wrinkles will vanish like a wandering cloud.” The shirts whisper thanks while they hang in the line, they shimmer and sing, all in a row so fine.

As evening descends and the chores are all done, Emirhan smiles wide, he's had so much fun. For cooking and cleaning, with rhythm and rhyme, in this whimsical way, turns moments sublime.

So Emirhan, the boy with a love for each chore, teaches us all there's so much more. With whisk and whimsy, responsibility can't hide, for in every task, there's a silver lining inside.

Now the town rests easy, chores all neat and clean. Emirhan drifts to dreamland, with visions unseen. For each day brings magic, in work and in play, a magic Emirhan knows, will never fade away.