 The Snow is Lying Very Deep. My House is Sheltered from the Blast. I hear each muffled step outside. I hear each voice go past, but I'll not venture in the drift out of this bright security, till enough footsteps come and go to make a path for me. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain. Convention by Agnes Lee. Read for LibriVox.org by Adam Lawrence. The snow is lying very deep. My house is sheltered from the blast. I hear each muffled step outside. I hear each voice go past, but I'll not venture in the drift out of this bright security, till enough footsteps come and go to make a path for me. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain. Convention by Agnes Lee. Read for LibriVox.org by Anna Roberts. Convention. The snow is lying very deep. My house is sheltered from the blast. I hear each muffled step outside. I hear each voice go past, but I'll not venture in the drift out of this bright security, till enough footsteps come and go to make a path for me. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain. Convention by Agnes Lee. Read for LibriVox.org by Albert Ross. In Manchester, UK, December 2008, the snow is lying very deep. My house is sheltered from the blast. I hear each muffled step outside. I hear each voice go past, but I'll not venture in the drift out of this bright security, till enough footsteps come and go to make a path for me. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain. Convention by Agnes Lee. Read for LibriVox.org by Anders Langford. The snow is lying very deep. My house is sheltered from the blast. I hear each muffled step outside. I hear each voice go past, but I'll not venture in the drift out of this bright security, till enough footsteps come and go to make a path for me. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain. Convention by Agnes Lee. Read for LibriVox.org by Betsy Bush. In Marquette, Michigan, December 2008. Convention. The snow is lying very deep. My house is sheltered from the blast. I hear each muffled step outside. I hear each voice go past, but I'll not venture in the drift out of this bright security, till enough footsteps come and go to make a path for me. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain. Convention by Agnes Lee. Read for LibriVox.org by Clara Snyder. The snow is lying very deep. My house is sheltered from the blast. I hear each muffled step outside. I hear each voice go past, but I'll not venture in the drift out of this bright security, till enough footsteps come and go to make a path for me. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain. Convention by Agnes Lee. Read for LibriVox.org by David Federman. The snow is lying very deep. My house is sheltered from the blast. I hear each muffled step outside. I hear each voice go past, but I'll not venture in the drift out of this bright security, till enough footsteps come and go to make a path for me. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain. Convention by Agnes Lee. Read for LibriVox.org by David Lawrence. The snow is lying very deep. My house is sheltered from the blast. I hear each muffled step outside. I hear each voice go past, but I'll not venture in the drift out of this bright security, till enough footsteps come and go to make a path for me. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain. Convention by Agnes Lee. Read for LibriVox.org by Hannah Dowell. The snow is lying very deep. My house is sheltered from the blast. I hear each muffled step outside. I hear each voice go past, but I'll not venture in the drift out of this bright security, till enough footsteps come and go to make a path for me. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain. Convention by Agnes Lee. Read for LibriVox.org by Leanne Howlett. The snow is lying very deep. My house is sheltered from the blast. I hear each muffled step outside. I hear each voice go past, but I'll not venture in the drift out of this bright security, till enough footsteps come and go to make a path for me. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain. Convention by Agnes Lee. Read for LibriVox.org by Evan Barnes. The snow is lying very deep. My house is sheltered from the blast. I hear each muffled step outside. I hear each voice go past, but I'll not venture in the drift out of this bright security, till enough footsteps come and go to make a path for me. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain. Convention by Agnes Lee. Read for LibriVox.org by Matthew Jackson, a.k.a. Podvoxa. The snow is lying very deep. My house is sheltered from the blast. I hear each muffled step outside. I hear each voice go past, but I'll not venture in the drift out of this bright security, till enough footsteps come and go to make a path for me. End of convention. This recording is in the public domain. Convention by Agnes Lee. Read for LibriVox.org by Secrets. The snow is lying very deep. My house is sheltered from the blast. I hear each muffled step outside. I hear each voice go past, but I'll not venture in the drift out of this bright security, till enough footsteps come and go to make a path for me.