For Chris

YEAH IM GONNA GO BACK WAY BACK 1987 PLAYIN TILL SATURDAY TURNED INTO SUNDAY YOU BE ONE OF THOSE COWBOYS FROM THE LONE RANGER ID BE RAPPING ITS THE MICROPHONE DANGER LAUGHING AT ME CAUSE I WAS SCARED OF YOUR DOG BARKING AT ME HE NEW BIG BROTHER WASN'T YOU I REMEMBER WHEN IT WOULD THUNDERSTORM AND LIGHTNING STRIKES LIT UP OUR BEDROOM AT NIGHT WHISPERING FROM YOUR BOTTOM BUNK THAT YOU WEREN'T SCARED BUT WANTED MY GLOW WORM CAUSE I BROKE YOUR MY BUDDY AND THAT WAS ONLY FAIR SO I SAID YES BUT ONLY IF I COULD COVER UP WITH YOU BECAUSE THE RAIN WAS LEAKING IN A WINDOW PANE AND CHRIS LITTLE DID YOU KNOW IT WAS THE COMFORT YOU SOUGHT AFTER YOUR BIG BROTHER LITTLE DID YOU KNOW I WAS AFRAID TO THINKIN BACK ON WEST4TAVE IM SO GREAT FULL I HAD YOU ALWAYS TELL I JUMPED DOWN AND STOLE YOUR COVERS AND I WOULD SAY MAMA JUST DOING WHAT YOU TAUGHT US AND THATS TO LOOK AFTER ONE ANOTHER THE GEORGE STRAIT AND BELT BUCKELS AND THE LOVE OF A COUNTRY BOY YOU SHARED WITH ME AS I WAS RYHMING IN OUR BEDROOM MIRROR TRYING TO BE AXL ROSE AND ICE TEA I REMEMBER LONG TRIPS TO LAUREN'S FOR WEEKENDS AT YOUR MEMAS WHO LOVED YOU HEAVEN AND BEYOND SATURDAYS EATING COUNT CHOCOLAT AND BOO BEERIES BEFORE WE PLAYED COWBOYS AND INDIANS REMEMBERING WE ALWAYS WOULD BECOME UNTIED FORCES AND OUTLAWS INVINCIBLE HORSES LUNCHTIME COMES AND WE BOTH COULDN'T CONTAIN OUR JOY HERE COMES THE DUKES OF HAZZARD TV TRAYS AND WRESTING ON CHANNEL 4 THE NWA THE GOOD OLE DAYS THE BACK OUT TO PLAY YOU WOULD BE NATURE BOY AND ID BE DUSTY RHODES MIMICKING FIGURE FOUR AND DROPPING ELBOWS THEN SAME SCRIPT BROTHERS UNITE WE TRANSFORM TO THE LEGION OF DOOM ROAD WARRIOR'S LOOKING FOR ANYONE WE COULD DEYSTROY IT SEEMS TO ME LOOKING BACK WE ALWAYS WERE A BETTER TEAM WHEN WE LET GO OF SIBLING RIVALRY I WAS A MAMAS BOY BUT YOU WERE MAMAS BABY SOME CALLED YOU RE-RUN SOME CALLED YOU GROOGLES THE CLOWN I REMEMBER MAMA CALLED YOU BOOTY NOT MANY KNEW IN SECRET WE CALLED EACH OTHER BUBBA IM GREAT FULL THAT YOU WERE AND ALWAYS WILL BE MY BABY BROTHER I REMEBER THAT I FELT U STOPPABLE ON THE BBALL COURT BUT WHENEVER WE STEPPED OUT ON THE DIMAOND YOUR SIDEARM HEAT HIDE ME RUNNING TO MAMA AND HIDING NEVER FORGET THE DAY YOU HIT A GRAND SLAM DOWN AT POKE FIELD AND WON THE GAME MY HEARD FILLED WITH HAPPINESS AND JOY WHENEVER I HEARD THE KIDS FROM THE OTHER TEAM ASKING WHAT WAS THAT KIDS NAME . HAPPILY I SPOKE UP AND ANNOUNCED HIS MY KID BROTHER AND CHRIS FULLER IS HIS NAME YOUR GONE away now and I don't understand what God thinks I no that even as I struggle with my own faith and pain if there ever comes a day Colton ask me anything I will be just steady at the ready to exclaim how beautifully you could see his Daddys cowboy wings ready to lasso up anyone's pain man how I long for the ultimate Saturday night dirt track racing down at riverside the engines roar made me uncomfortable but you always made it fun saying brother pick you out car number 3 is a fast one and I'd laugh and say this is dumb I just want another cheeseburger and you'd laugh back and say you can have my funnelcake its the last one proclaiming the dirt in my eye wouldn't kill me oh look bubba there was a crash in turn 3 as I write this I'm remembering all the times you were a brave bigger little brother too me and your passionate interest also helped shaped part of the Man I would be , as I realize that I pray my world influenced you with some positivity mill Hill boys riding our bikes in circles around the old pecan tree cause mama said all the way down to woodside Park alone she didn't trust me to find both our ways back home at last Saturday after our bath with McDonalds collectable cups it's time to calm down and straighten up I can still here the theme song it's The A-Team fire trucks explosions and Mr t gold chains glowing as that black and white TV spoke to both you and me our excitement could hardly be contained cause MAMA told us the best news ever since its Summertime and yall to have been getting along better tomorrow night is USA skatearound all night and we are going but under one condition Kenny and Chris yall are brothers who love each other so no fights later we lay in our bunk beds whispering with joy about skating all night my baby brother ask me hey Bubba but tomorrow morning can we still get up early and ride bikes I spoke to back of course Bubba and there is bologna and cheese in the fridge so we Daddys asleep I'll wake you up and save you a bite , I love you Christopher James fuller and just no this world without you in isn't as bright I wish I could say this to your face but I'll say it here and now I thank the creator he blessed me with you as my baby brother throughout the goodtimes and stormy years I wouldn't ask for another love you till we see each other again my Bubba my brother my friend