Endless Loop

I didn’t have a movie camera When my kids were small, So photos captured moments We hoped someday to recall. The pictures mostly highlight Celebrations or events, But ordinary life a picture Rarely represents. We whipped the Kodak out on trips Or holidays or meets, An average day not worthy Of a photograph’s conceits. Today, though, any cell phone Can record an endless loop So each moment of a childhood Is a chance to point and swoop. What I wonder is what happens When these children come of age. Will they want to see their lives unfold At every single stage? More than likely these recordings, Very special when debuted, Will be rapidly forgotten And won’t ever be re-viewed.