Camera Obscura

Each camera has a shutter,
Capturing time without a lie…
Opens and shuts within a second;
The images never die.

My eye is a Sony camera,
Caching images for all time
Copy written and protected,
From deletion by time or wine.

Some lately are a pixel blurred,
Still adding images brand new,
My hard drive should be full now,
Still accepting just a few.

The apertures are open
Set to record more of tomorrow…
Trips and thoughts, more memories,
Now borrowed from tomorrow