ACKRILL Mark Joseph When mornings are cold and tears are so close, It's this time of year that I miss you the most. Although I can't see you I know you are there, I'm sure I have felt you on the breeze in my hair. And that shiver I've felt on a late Autumn night, I know it's you saying "Hey I'm doing alright". Shine bright darling Mark and light up the sky, And blow me a kiss when you're next passing by. All my love, Jacqueline.