Eight

@ Eight, right?...
~Was I late, dear, with the light?
This was done, by the year
of last night. I tapped your
shoulder once in flight.

@ Eight. It is Write.
I went left in the sight
of you. I heard Three
at the little gem tree
and when I ran, I ran
and fell, into two.

Then I saw through,
Little riddle in the sea,
of the Clue. Is this,
....your shoe?

Eight, I tempted fate.
Write, into the Light.
Mighty wind...
Three heard Again.

And he said to Me....
Hear Four, the Wind...
Near Here, The Bend...
We Care and We Mend.
Eight Write Flight,
Again.

Did you catch that?
!~Kitty Cat?