tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25450668.post-83652504961940919942008-01-03T17:10:00.000+01:002008-01-03T17:18:23.305+01:00Aquellas pequeñas cosas !<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_B96FG8Ud_kU/R30JSXTX7rI/AAAAAAAAAVw/XgXGCeszyms/s1600-h/20071227_C274578.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_B96FG8Ud_kU/R30JSXTX7rI/AAAAAAAAAVw/XgXGCeszyms/s400/20071227_C274578.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151283759879286450" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:78%;">Zuiko 50 mm<br /><br /></span>Te tienen tan<br />a su merced<br />como hojas muertas<br /><br />que el viento arrastra allá o aquí,<br />que te sonríen tristes y<br />nos hacen que<br />lloremos cuando<br />nadie nos ve.<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;">(Joan Manuel Serrat)</span><br /></div><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-size:130%;" >Bon Any Nou a Tots !</span><br /></div>Pephttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08742170051113321154noreply@blogger.com