Rocking in his mother's arms

there is no better place than in a mother's arms,

and there is no motion more natural than rocking,

a mother rocking her baby in her arms.

when the world seems hard and it's difficult to breathe,

there is no better place to be comforted than in a mother's arms.

this baby Owen feels his mother's warm hands wrapped around him,

the warmth of her body against his side

and as she sings to him, he sleepily responds 

in the language of a baby, his way of saying

mama, I love you, hold me forever.