This memorial website was created in memory of our loved one, Adebanke Ojo, 63, born on November 11, 1950 and passed away on October 4, 2014. We will remember her forever.
join us for funeral services as follows:
Friday,5th December ,2014
Valedictory Service@ St James Anglican Church,Okero Aramoko Ekiti by 9.00a.m
Lying in State@ High Chief Ologbosere Compound, Aramoko Ekiti by 8.00a.m
service of Songs/Christian Wake Keep @her residence, Iloromu Quaters ,Ilode Street,Off Ifewara Road,Ile ife by 5.00 p.m
Saturday 6th December,2014
Funeral Service/Interment@ her residence, Iloromu Quarters,Ilode Street,Off Ifewara Road,Ile Ife by 10.00a.m
Reception Follows @Government Technical College Playing ground,Ilode Street,Ifewara Road,Ile Ife.
Tributes
Leave a tributeDEPARTED THIS WICKED WORLD 04 OCTOBER 2014
~~~Tears~~~
If tears could build a stairway,
and memories were a lane,
I would walk right up to heaven
to bring you home again.
No farewell words were spoken
no time to say goodbye
you were gone before I knew it,
and only God knows why.
My heart still aches in sadness
and secret tears still flow,
what it meant to lose you,
no one will ever know.
Mama, Thank you for my life, I will always miss you and love you!!!
Till we meet again......Goodbye!
With love from your son, Biodun
DEPARTED THIS WICKED WORLD 04 OCTOBER 2014
~~~Tears~~~
If tears could build a stairway,
and memories were a lane,
I would walk right up to heaven
to bring you home again.
No farewell words were spoken
no time to say goodbye
you were gone before I knew it,
and only God knows why.
My heart still aches in sadness
and secret tears still flow,
what it meant to lose you,
no one will ever know.
Mama, Thank you for my life, I will always miss you and love you!!!
Till we meet again......Goodbye!
With love from your son, Biodun
DEPARTED THIS WICKED WORLD 04 OCTOBER 2014
~~~Tears~~~
If tears could build a stairway,
and memories were a lane,
I would walk right up to heaven
to bring you home again.
No farewell words were spoken
no time to say goodbye
you were gone before I knew it,
and only God knows why.
My heart still aches in sadness
and secret tears still flow,
what it meant to lose you,
no one will ever know.
Mama, Thank you for my life, I will always miss you and love you!!!
Till we meet again......Goodbye!
With love from your son, Biodun
you left an indellible mark.
on dt day dt you closed your two eyes
that you bid farewell.such a dreadful day
YOU made mothering looked so easy
your courage n strenght was second to none
your will for greatness was incredible
we saw your work mother n today as we fondly remember you
i say rest well mother till we meet at Jesus feet
rest.......................................
a smile i ave seen a million times
eyes that would light up
one last battle you could not fight
to stay with us you fought so hard
but GOD took you to be with him
great memories of what you are i will always keep with me
i never got to say goodbye iya omo tooto.
My mum is scattered by the news. Rest in peace my darling auntie.✌️
Don't think of her as gone away -
her journey's just begun,
life holds so many facets -
this earth is only one.
Just think of her as resting
from the sorrows and the tears
in a place of warmth and comfort
where there are no days and years.
Think how she must be wishing
that we could know today
how nothing but our sadness
can really pass away.
And think of her as living
in the hearts of those she touched ...
for nothing loved is ever lost -
and she was loved so much.
Courtesy A Tribute To My Mother
HER JOURNEY'S JUST BEGUN
by E. Brenneman
Mama has contributed quota
Time 2 bow out is alwaz painful but equally ineviatble
U r missed by all
Beyond shadows and dust, dusk to dawn ,
Ageless. Timeless. Boundless.
Beyond the ephemeral strings of time
Adebanke Ojo lives on''. Your work lives after you. May your soul continue to rest with the Lord
And shadows like fleeting stream;
Mild and gentle like the morning beam,
But dims in moment like the evening sunlight
My mother is gone.
The womb that held me un-formed
The hands over my aching head and ailing body
In tears, in tormoil and trauma,
She held on; un-torn
My mama Biodun through thick and thin.
Mother. Mentor. Model
Pillar. Anchor. Motivator
Your motherly love and heart was rare
Mama Biodun did not die
She is only out of sight
Nothing is past, nothing is lost
Beyond shadows and dust, dusk to dawn ,
Ageless. Timeless. Boundless.
Beyond the ephemeral strings of time
Adebanke Ojo lives on
Till we meet to part no more,
You are green and fresh in mind
I did not lose you to death
Its just the means that transit you to glory
I will forever miss what you meant to me beyond words...
Adieu dear mother.
Adieu to a model of ideal motherhood
Adieu Adebanke aya Ojo
O dawuro ojo ajinde
Adieu! Adieu!! Adieu!!!
Tears.....
Your lovely son,
ABIODUN AKINEYEYE