Daddy Dwayne died.
Devoted daughter Dina didn’t.
Daughter Dina drove destruction, drew demotion.
Downgraded, Dina dove deeper.
Down, Down, Down dove Dina.
Despair descended.
Dawn drenched Dina, dew drops dripped.
Dina decided descension divides day, delivers dread.
Dread deposits death.
Daddy Dwayne died,
Dina Didn’t.
About the Creator
Daniel Stine
Man, I have lived at least five different lives so far and I'm not even 60 years old.
Young punk - Step-dad - Corporate climber - Artist - Teacher in South China - Family man.
I've sold photos, published short stories, and marched in parades
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