Dear Brother...no that's not quite right

Dear Zack,

The days of wrestling and playing hall soccer with the lime green slime ball are behind us

but I still remember when you broke the glass

the glass of the door to the sunroom

and I thought to myself that I will never be that strong

Yet one day I broke that crystal clear pane of glass...the one right behind yours

I have always done things second-after you

but I am not upset, or disgruntled, or jealous

without your tall figure appearing in front of me, motivating me I don't know where I would be

You are my brother

but you are so much more

you are my inspiration

Love,

Hannah