A Box of angels

I saw this box of discarded angels at the local thrift store.  I couldn't quite decide why I found it interesting.  It seemed very sad, so I decided to think about the words of a hymn instead:

When the songs of the angels is stilled.
When the star in the sky is gone.
When the king and the shepherds have found their way home,
The work of Christmas has begun.

From I am the Light of the World by Jim Strathdee.