The First Time Ever I Saw Your Face

Though I was born too late and too conservative to be a Hippie, I do enjoy the modern folk music of the Vietnam War era. Among the greats of that generation of troubadours was Peter, Paul, and Mary. Sadly, Mary Travers, the lone female of the group, died yesterday from complications of her chemotherapy treatment. Bookworm, from whom I learned this news this morning, has embedded Mary Travers' rousing Leavin' on a Jet Plane, which I do love, but I thought I'd post this song instead. Though it was reportedly written to tell of a lover's feelings, I have always felt it more apt to describe the engulfing love a new mother feels. From the BBC in 1965, here is The First Time Ever I Saw Your Face:

The first time ever I saw your face
I thought the sun rose in your eyes
And the moon and stars were the gifts you gave
To the dark and the empty skies my love
To the dark and the empty skies.

The first time ever I kissed your mouth
I felt the earth move in my hand
Like the trembling heart of a captive bird
That was there at my command my love
That was there at my command.

The first time ever I held you near
And felt your heartbeat close to mine
I thought our joy would fill the world
And would last till the end of time my love
And would last till the end of time.