IYANUOLUWA (A Miracle to Mankind) by Dasho Elizabeth

A loyal friend

A man who pays attention

Don't have many friends

But many call him friend

His smiles brightens your day

And his attitudes keeps you out of worries

Charismatic and respectful

He knows honour

He's a gift amongst men

Good with skills

Best when teaching the skills

A man made me cherish Tennis

Cause he never gets tired of teaching me

when the course seems difficult

He made tennis fun

Even when I didn't understand it

He guided me through

Motivations and encouragement

Had no choice but to learn it

I call him my coach

indeed he his

incredible, loving and great

The sport field has always been fun

Yes fun with IYANUOLUWA

You are a miracle to mankind

You are to me

Thanks for making sport fun

Thanks for cheering me up

Thanks for looking out for me

I'm grateful

I'm glad I'm your friend

Happy belated birthday

IYANUOLUWA.

Composed by Comrade Dasho Elizabeth Adeola, currently a 300 Level Health Education student of the Lagos State University, LASU. She's a dear friend and sister, and her words are kindly tailored and fit to a tee. She truly took out time to measure me. I'm perhaps not as patient sometimes (lol!) But this means a lot to me. Thank you kindly Dasho, I am amazed.

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