Convention Poem by Eleanor Agnes Lee

Convention

Rating: 2.9


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.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Savita Tyagi 18 September 2018

This would be the sentiment for most of us. Loved this poem for its simplicity and for speaking to millions.

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