Those Christmas Lights: That's the name if a melancholy Coldplay song I discovered a few Christmases ago. It's happy-sad which is the reality of life, even during the illuminated holidays. Those and these Christmas lights are so tiny, so temporal; it is easy to understand the sorrow they can induce. I know that they will be on display for a far shorter time than they will be in storage.
Yet, the twinkle and shine is an almost Narnian magic which winks at you when no one else is watching.
You are a part of a glorious inside joke. You get to know the sparkle and embrace the evitable loss of the same.