Our child
Can never be not yours,
Nor not ours.

So somehow, -We must let you know
Our unbound gratitude
For this precious gift you nurtured
Then gave into our keeping.

Thank you for sharing life,
For allowing it uterine maturity.
In place of abortive nonexistence
Which you could have chosen.

Thank you for
Caring deeply,
For trusting enough
To place your babe into a small secure ark,
To float into the rushes of life
`Without even a Miriam at watch
To tell you where
His growing path will be.

We honor that trust,
And-we shall love and cherish him
As strongly and sure as you do.

Our child
`Will grow tall and well,
Undoubtedly with the stumblings
And skinned knees of life.
But always we will be there;
And you also, - in spirit, close by.

A mother's spirit knows no abandonment,
No matter what circumstances
Produce separation or distances.
Our child will always know that you care.

We pray for your joy and well being.
'We humbly acknowledge your gift.
And in spirit closeness
Share with you, OUR CHILD.

Credits: Chris Probst