ForeverMissed
This memorial website was created in memory of our loved one, Francis Okine, 57 years old, born on September 9, 1963, and passed away on January 29, 2021. He will forever be in our hearts.

We would appreciate it very much if you could leave a message or share a story you experienced with Francis.

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Please feel free to contact us at FrancisOkineLegacy@gmail.com.

Posted by Patrick Okine on April 8, 2021
Somewhere in my dreams tonight
I’ll see you standing there
You look at me with a smile
“Life isn’t always fair”

You say you were chosen for his garden
His preciously hand picked bouquet
“God really needed me,
That’s why I couldn’t stay”

It’s said to be that angels
Are sent from above
I’ve always had my angel
My brother – whose heart was filled with love

Wherever the ocean meets the sky
There will be memories of you and I
When I look up at the sky so blue
All I see are visions of you
“While there’s a heart in me, you’ll be a part of me.”

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Posted by Patrick Okine on April 8, 2021
Somewhere in my dreams tonight
I’ll see you standing there
You look at me with a smile
“Life isn’t always fair”

You say you were chosen for his garden
His preciously hand picked bouquet
“God really needed me,
That’s why I couldn’t stay”

It’s said to be that angels
Are sent from above
I’ve always had my angel
My brother – whose heart was filled with love

Wherever the ocean meets the sky
There will be memories of you and I
When I look up at the sky so blue
All I see are visions of you
“While there’s a heart in me, you’ll be a part of me.”
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A friendly smile he shared

Shared by Kanema Fy on April 8, 2021
I met Francis for the first time back in 2015. I remember he was sitting at his dining room table when we walked into his home. The first thing I recognized about him was his smile, and kind eyes. He was welcoming and pretty easy to talk to. The conversation flowed. We met again at his sister’s wedding. Over the years I would see him on FaceTime whenever he visited his sister Cathy, my brother Jamal, and nephew Daniel for holiday dinners. Sometimes we waved and said just a simple hello. Other times we spoke of food, Ghana and Guyana. We compared our countries similarities, our cultures, and family. 
Francis was a delight to be around( even though I physically around). He certainly was a pleasure to talk to. His kind eyes and welcoming smile not be easily forgotten. 
Rest easy brother!
Kanema