I know you were the biggest snow pile by my home in years. A mountain, really. Quite powerful and treacherous. Mighty.

You lasted, and grew through the winter.

And I see you are still holding out hope. Your friends have all gone. It’s just you now. Your former glory: a memory.

You don’t have much left.

Don’t worry. I won’t forget you. Never. I promise.

But now it’s time to go. You need to let go and be free. This is goodbye, Mr. Snow Pile. Be with your snowy loved ones.