i was sat in the park as quiet as can bewhen a little old man came and sat with mehe began to tell his story of  his life of woecalled up to the  army  and  how he had to gohe told me of his days on the battle groundsurrounded by the bombs and bullets all aroundhe said a son that he never sawhe was being born when he went to wari looked in to eyes that were tearful and sadthen i realized that soldier was my dad