Well, since this is to be our new home, we might as well start to unpack the boxes and crates...
...and, because I was just completely flabbergasted when I saw those recent pictures of WFP Ambassador Christina Aguilera in Haiti with my first thought being that 'Angels' in our "real world" might just look like her, this is why I'd like to (re-)dedicate my most heartfelt poem to her:

The Angel of Hope

At times, when you are down and out
and all you want is scream,
take a breath, look all about,
so you won't miss the gleam
of Hope that's zooming enroute yours,
beyond the speed of light,
bound on a collision course
to help you cope with fright,
anger, pain, and blackest sorrow;
don't let darkness get you down,
there will be another morrow!
With dawn's first shimmer, morning's crown,
searing through the phantoms of despair,
sending those poor wraiths back to Devil's lair...