Love Is Truly Blind Poem by Bernard F. Asuncion

L-ove is truly blind,
O-ctober tenth sunny day;
V-ile clime it doesn't feel,
E-ven the heat in the skyway.
L-ove is truly blind, seeing no twilight;
Y-es, it knows no darkness in the middle of the night.

L-ove is truly blind,
A-ll it sees is the beauty;
G-rime, dirt and fault
A-re invisible completely.
H-appy heart is also gentle,
A-ffectionate and kind;
N-ever will it look at defect, love is truly blind.