The most precious thing
Known to mankind
With ten little fingers
And ten little toes
Hair of brown and eyes of blue


So little and fragile
I didn't want to let go
As he looked up at me
With such uncertain eyes
he gave out a little cry
There I knew I had to let go
I placed him in the arms
Of one that could not bear her own
But could give him all I could not
This person I know will take great
Care of him
His life will be happy and secure
This I trust with faith and love
he will grow to understand
It was out of love for him
That with a kiss on the cheek
I placed him in the arms
Of the one he will call mother