The Castle Arroyo: Letter from Driver The weather outside is stagnant and gray, But the past week or so within the stone Has been a pleasant, sunny day. Out there it is dismal and exhausting, Yet by some power, In here, We have learned to laugh. A great spell has been cast upon this place, Alas our tongues speak the same, Ears hear alike, And voices carry pleasantly From room To kitchen table Where we dine in Peace and harmony. Perhaps one day the spell will expire, Lift and return us to our previous state of-- Well, never mind. For the time, we are eased and at peace. I, the Queen's Driver, Have spent the morning with her Deciding on bed spreads And choosing curtain rods. Yesterday we played cards. She hugged my Sheep, Kissed his head, And told the Lady 'I'll miss you.' I know not the change-- The How, Or Why it happened. I only know it's warm again, We smile again, We laugh again. And all the folly and troubles Upon us, Can be turned into jest And, for a moment, Forgotten.