This is the spot that i wait for entry to the Baby House. I have waited here about nineteen times.
I wanted to record this special place.
Under this tree or sitting in the big pipe is where I’ve hung out alone twice a day to meet my translator to be allowed entry into his orphanage.
Today is the last time I will walk through those gates.
Today I will walk out with my little man.
My Baby Bird and I are set free in a matter of hours.
Good-bye special spot,
I will never forget you.
