<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=451499" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>There is no Charge...</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Generosity of the earth, <br>For whatever its worth.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">There is no charge</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The fragrance of flowers, <br>At any time and hour.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">There is no charge</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The shade of a beckoning tree, <br>Offering shelter to a refugee.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">There is no charge</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The birds early morning orchestra, <br>Uplifting like chanting a mantra.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">There is no charge</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Motherly caress of the gentle breeze, <br>So soothing, stress is released.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">There is no charge</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Days and nights, <br>Nature’s cues to sleep and rise.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">There is no charge</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Watching the ebb and flow of ocean tide, <br>As the Sun sets and goes to hide.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">There is no charge</div><div style="margin:10px 0">did you say everything is expensive, <br>how can any one be happy.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>What if nature gave you a whack<br>And tried to teach you what is lack.<br>Can you handle her balance sheet? <br>Indignant, you’ll scream, you cheat, you cheat.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Mamta+Agarwal">Mamta Agarwal</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=451499" data-title="There is no Charge... de Mamta Agarwal" data-description="Generosity of the earth, For whatever its worth. There is no charge The fragrance of flowers, At any time and hour. There is no charge The shade of a beckoning tree, Offering shelter to a refugee. There is no charge The birds early mornin..."></div> </div> </div>

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