Heart of Oak Steps softly trodden Around the oak’s hidden cast Till its hands met mine Share this: Click to share on X (Opens in new window) X Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Like Loading... Related Published by Lena Kan Born in Shanghai. Grew up in Nanjing. Graduated from UC Berkeley. Currently an incoming graduate student at Johns Hopkins. A world citizen who believes in a better tomorrow. View all posts by Lena Kan
Some kind of Beautiful 