At end of day when streets are still,
And houses shutter from the fear,
A single note comes rising up,
Soon followed by another.
Shutters open, people rush
To fill the streets with song.
Banging,
Clanging,
Cheering,
Clapping.
They sing a song of thanks.
Thanks to all the health care workers,
No end of day for them.
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