From brownie to digital

For a change, I am contributing this poem to magpietales.blogspot.com and Tess's Sunday photo challengs?

From the time I was a young girl
when asked "What do you want to be?",
photography came to my mind,
I gave my brownie camera a whirl,
to reflect my world
to record pleasant places and times

After photos of horses,
cats, dogs, my school friends,
I aimed my camera
at forces of nature,
considering wondrous colors 
in wilderness panorama

From meadows of flowers
 erupting, rivers forever flowing, 
birds on branches -
to young and mature faces
Later I recall trying to capture
moments I found touching

Like what brought smiles and tears,
and empathy - I'd shine light 
on all culture gaps,
capture a newborn's soft  skin
Taking shots of textured yarns,
cowslips at morning's dawn 

I'd find new angles to shoot the moon -
evoke what's in the heart of me
Now It's now about digital art,
macros and micros 
of a weighty salty tear
in your shopping cart 

From his hushes to her blushes
photographers take joy in beholding,
conveying the essence of life
in this Milky Way so dear-
the good and the bad 
in the historic story of man