La bebé de Sara's Café
El restaurante más feliz que he visto (me gusta pensar que por eso la comida era tan buena).
La propiedad se llama Divina Providencia y está en Río Chiquito, donde termina la calle y comienza el camino a El Pital, Chalatenango.
El restaurante más feliz que he visto (me gusta pensar que por eso la comida era tan buena).
La propiedad se llama Divina Providencia y está en Río Chiquito, donde termina la calle y comienza el camino a El Pital, Chalatenango.
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me recuerdo adonde estabamos cuando me contaste esa historia
22 de septiembre de 2008, 4:23 p. m.Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
22 de septiembre de 2008, 4:46 p. m.And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth.
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same.
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I--
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
el poema q t dije
Y a mí no me conmueven los niños... cómo hiciste eso? Creo q me estoy convirtiendo a través de tus ojos.
25 de octubre de 2008, 9:28 p. m.Publicar un comentario