By Ronkoe Lanoi Rhoda
In morning’s glow, we gathered near,
With laughter bright and hearts sincere.
Three months have flown—like whispers they passed,
Each moment a memory, destined to last.
From coffee breaks to goals we shared,
Through every trial, we showed we cared.
Together we grew, a team in its prime,
Rising with purpose, in rhythm and time.
Now as we part, there’s a tender ache,
But not a bond we’re willing to break.
With each goodbye, a vow we renew—
To carry this journey in all that we do.
So here’s to the laughter, the lessons, the flame,
That lit our path and shaped our name.
Though roads may part, our spirits align,
In the heart of the team, your light will be mine.
-The author is one of the students whose three-month industrial attachment at Kisii Press Club has ended.