It’s Not Too Late

Its Not Too Late long poem

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When you plant a seed,
And seeds won’t grow,
Do not worry!
It’s not too late to give up, plant again.
Someday it will grow and stand in front of you.
When you start to sing,
And the songs won’t let you feel it,
Do not feel discouraged!
It’s not too late to belt out again!
You’ll never know, someday you’ll be discovered.
When you start to write,
And your story is disliked by many,
It’s not too late to write again.
We’ll never know, someday your story will inspire others!
When you love someone,
And you were not meant to be,
Do not cry like it’s the end of your world!
It’s not too late to open your heart again.
Then you’ll realize, someone deserves you better!
When tragedy falls at your feet,
And no one comforts you,
Do not lose hope!
It’s not too late to move on!
Think positive and you’ll learn that survival is not only for the many but for someone who stands alone!
It’s not too late,
To grow up and be mature.
It’s not too late,
To encourage yourself and succeed.
It’s not too late,
To write something to inspire others.
It’s not too late,
To look for someone better and love unconditionally.
Lastly, it’s not too late to raise up hopes,
It’ll lead you the way that only true hearts can discover!

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Reagan Latumbo

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Singer. Poet Writer.I love singing and singing will always be my stint forever.Just like what I have said above, I am totally a lover of poems.I wrote straight from the heart, from my experience.I am a graduate of Bachelor of Secondary Education major in English in the Philippines.I dreamed of publishing some of my poems I wrote a few years back until now.
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