In a land of rolling hills and green,
Where the sun sets slow and the winds do blow,
There lived a family, a choir so serene,
The Ayienda family, with music they'd show.
Their voices strong, yet sweet like honeycomb,
Together they'd sing, in perfect harmony,
With each note, they'd bring the people's hearts to calm,
And lift them up, with joy and melody.
They sang of love and peace, they sang of hope,
And every word they spoke, was filled with grace,
With each performance, they learned to cope,
With life's challenges, and find a better place.
And though the years may come, and time may fly,
The Ayienda family choir will never die.
For their music lives on, in every heart,
A legacy of love, that will never part.
#Ballad poems
by Otieno Elvis Gikoi
THE ELO’S POETRY
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