My Father is Dying. (Poetry).(Poem)

 My Father is Dying     1     He tells the nurse that his doctor    removed a spot on his forehead,    but now he has another.    He's not worried, he says,    "Because I'm eighty-two and I don't think    I have to look pretty for anyone now."     2     Mom and I come quietly into his room.    His eyes are closed. We haven't spoken.    lie thinks he's alone. He blesses himself.     3     When I was 17, I bought and brought home a copy    of Bertrand Christian, Why I Am Not a Christian,    and he raised hell, saying, as he walked through the living room,    "There's no damn way that book is staying in this house.    So it better be gone." And although it never …