Solkatter (Swedish) lit: Sun Cat

n: dancing reflections of light bouncing off shiny objects...

They lined the halls for you, Dear Lindsey.  

A flash mob driven by grief and genuine loss

They gave you an honour guard 

Salute to the fallen they stood to watch you leave 

for the last time. 
Although many cried, I could not tell you how many,
But many more were just as grateful
that the world had brought a true Solkatter to their life
to help them remember there is always light

I've seen fire and I've seen Rain, I've seen sunny days that I thought would never end, I've seen lonely times when I could not find a friend,But I always thought that I'd see you again - Fire and Rain James Taylor

I sang my grandsons to sleep.  

It was the usual silly songs that we sing every night 

(a man came to our house, our house, our house a man came to our house to sell us a broom)

Truth to tell I like it,no matter how much I might say I did not

(so we asked him to come in and we hit him with a hammer and we hid him in a cupboard in my daddy's room)

But this night my heart was heavy, voice was rusty with tears unshed and words unsaid. 

(they just think its silly, the young no nothing of the end)

But then I thought of you, Solkatter.  Without a conscious thought, 

I straightened up, smoothed out the tone and lifted my voice and sang my tribute into the night sky. 

So many have said the words and many have said them better but I could only sing my heart out for you, and now I write these words that are trying to catch the dancing reflection of sun on water, your smile as you plan some mischief. 

I can only do what I can, knowing others too are having trouble with the words. 

Said goodbye, turned around/And you were gone, gone, gone
Faded into the setting sun, - See you again Carrie Underwood

I hear that in the end you did go gentle into that good night, a sigh and you slipped away.

It is we who rage against the dying of the light, 

to never again hear you hold sway

to know you lost your fight. 

Only the good die young?

Well you weren't always good, and weren't so young,

But still the world will be a little duller without 

your sun cat smile 

skittering around the place.

Warming all it touches.

Then curling once around and settling down to sleep

In a warm spot in the Sun of our remembrance.

My soul is painted like the wings of butterflies
Fairy tales of yesterday will grow but never die
I can fly my friends - The show must go on, Queen

But I can see you now: 

Listening to the world that hums in C major. 

Rubbing your hands together with glee as you look over your new chorus of saintly and slightly nervous seraphim. 

"Right you lot, enough of that.  Lets see you smile!

Lets add some overtones and wipe the floor with the Limbo Ladies and Cloud nine's at regional. 

We are going to have some FUN."

Is that all there is, is that all there is, if that's all there is my friends,

then let's keep dancing 

lets break out the booze and have a ball

If that's all there is - Peggy Lee