A Cognitive Triad...

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  If this were ever to be our last stroll,
  then I would prefer it to be taken in the sun
  so the corrosive hands of time will not wash it
  
  Then when we take a painful look at the skies,
  shall we be reminded of the prints of love
  
  If this were ever to be my last stare at life,
  I would want to smell again that perfume
  that hugged your body
  and sing Nunc Dimittis ( in italics) that I met you
  
  If i ever get to heaven before you,
  I will etch your name on a stone,
  hoping the Lord picks it for a star
  Then when it shines bright in the sunless skies,
  know that
  I will be watching over you
  
  
  By Kwabena Agyare (Ghana)
  
  
  Photo sources: Afrofuture