Adrian, as I waited I knew the inevitable was true,
there’d be no cries come forth from you,
there’d be no laughter or sorrow awaiting your tomorrow.

Adrian, as I waited I pondered my heart so blue,
knowing only for moments that I’d hold you,
we wouldn’t play at all in the sand,
nor would I ever see you stand.

Adrian, as I waited I felt oh so hollow,
my eyes filled with tears so hard to swallow,
we wouldn’t  go camping, nor swim in the rivers, you
wouldn’t be part of my present quiver. 

Adrian, as I waited I saw that which was rendered,
your frame so soft, little and tender,
only made possible from your mothers great love,
strength given from the Father above.

Adrian, my son, my seed is no more,
oh how I miss you deep at the core,
however I trust that some day I’ll see,
your face with the multitudes, your face full of glee,
together as we bow at the foot of the Lamb,
together triumphantly forever we’ll stand.