All That Glitters Is Not Gold Poem by Bernard F. Asuncion

I-mage is just misleading,
S-ome things appear so nice;
A-ll that glitters is not gold,
B-eauty deceives our eyes.
E-verything that glitters is not gold, things might look worthwhile;
L-ater we shall find ourselves dismayed without a smile.

D-ay six October morn
I-n our view is a calm river;
A-nother zone of serenity
S-ilences those talking louder.
A-llow not eyes to judge a thing,
N-either new one nor old;
T-ry to sense the inner part,
A-ll that glitters is not gold.