I love the Grinch and after reading some stories I decided I would write my own or rather a poem.
I hopy you enjoy! :D.
The Reason Why The Grinch Hated Christmas
Now the reason the Grinch hated Christmas, is not what you think
It wasn't because he was bullied in school
He was not bitter to the people of Who's ville in anyway
It was because many years ago, round Christmas Eve
He lost the love of his life and since then he's never been the same
Yes the Grinch had a wife, don't be surprised
Even a man covered with fur from head to toe, can find true love
His wife had fallen ill and did not get better
He worried every night praying that she would not leave him
They had grown up together, sticking with each other
through the thick and the thin
It wasn't until he was eighteen that he built up the courage to ask her out
She said yes of course and he asked her to marry him on Christmas Eve
From that point on that was their night to do as they pleased
Christmas morning is the day
his wife passed away
The day his shrunk two sizes too small
The day he lost who he was and never regained it
Even after he stole Christmas and gave it back
He was never the same as the first day Christmas lost all it's cheer
Yet every year at Christmas and on her birthday he visits he grave
The noise, of the noise coming from Who's ville every time the Christmas season comes along
Finally he can take it anymore
So he comes up with a scheme, a marvelous scheme
A scheme to steal Christmas
So he could finally have peace on that dreadful day
The day he lost his life
And his life fell in disarray
Every night he dreams of her and wakes up crying
He reaches over to pull her close to him, but she is not there
She hasn't been for years
His heart aches for her, and his mind screams "KILL YOURSELF! Then you can be with her again."
If not for that sweet little girl Cindy Lou Who
He probably would have hung himself
But though his heart has grown to full size
But his heart will forever ache for his one true love
His Wife Ivy
The Apple of his eye
The Lily of his valley
The Twinkle in his eye
The only woman who didn't mind his appearance
The one who loved him no matter what
Yet he won't go back to the depressing place
Knowing that Ivy would not approve if he did
She had never liked to see him in pain
But now he feels her presence wherever he does go
He feels her in his hear, his mind, his soul
And he can't wait for the day when he see her once more
only then would he truly be able to laugh and cry tears of joy. He wouldn't need to feel depressed, sour, angry and mean
Until then he must wait
Till he sees his ivy once more
That is when he will love Christmas once
When he spends it with the one he went to
His lovely wife Ivy
Who's is an angel in the sky watching over him.