Tears and sorrow are on his face.

The smiles and cheer it did replace.

Such a small child of man.

Living here in the elven land.

I will shelter thee if I can.

Come with me, hold my hand.

Here in my bed snuggle down.

Know that if you wake I am around.

I see the pain within your eyes.

Together we shall chase it from inside.

I shall call you Estel which means hope.

For one day you will free all held by evil's rope.

Until then you will be my son.

Sweet dreams to you little one.