Night:Starless by Sara

This poem is about a lady who starts thinking about herself on a cold bitter
windless night. Apparently, she doesn't have an arm, when she states:
"Oh, give me arm! so I may be creature fair as she who has more limbs
than me." Whoa! and also, "My very stumpliness the mirror of this
blissless night." She realizes this is her life and the way it must be.
"Allow to me, to be, a solid stone, limbless as I be. For care not I -
behind this common hump."

Sara,
I think you took a delicate state of affairs and made it into
a lovely poem. Your expressions of words made the poem
gentle and vidid.