This was the first Willie Nod poem written for Blythe while i was in the air between Greensboro, North Carolina and Nashville, April 1978. (Copyright 2017, jim jewell and Copyright 2017, Sarah Jewell)

Willie Nod, an Introduction

Willie Nod rode the wings of the silver bird
high in the clouds;
he laughed at the night wind
when it threw the rain.
Willie Nod smiled and rubbed the neck of his bird.
He laughed because he loved people and
the silver bird.