The Wandering Notion

This is a story of a wandering notion 

A thought of glory thundering in emotion 

Shuddering as a quarry deep with commotion 

Clinging to life fluttering leaping of devotion 

How the bliss squandered was lesson learned 

Miss pine wander it churned 

The wind of these parts was earned 

Now the kiss of the past pondered and yearned 

Hiss whine maunder now spurned my heart had now turned