This Time Of Year - Sonnet

This time of year is of its magical twist Behold these shadows of flickering light! When comes in sake of its cold in sight With flowing on thoughts in its darkish gist A fairy of fancy my heart has kissed With a glow at a twinkling - from the night To astray my own thought on to a flight As if it to imaginations there missed My second self be of imagination A tempest to take away to the far This glowing's at sight in my sensation As much the same pleasures - as fancies are Like a bird that sang tunes out on a bough So is my Pegasus flying its endow