Daddy Long Legs
Can you spot them,
as we trundle past?
Can you see them,
rise from tufts of grass?
Look, they fly
like dandelion seeds!
Watch their legs move,
tickling the breeze!
See how far
their gangly legs can stretch,
thin as pencil lines –
a living sketch.
And their wings
are pale as wisps of hair.
Can you see them
glimmer in the air?
Soon they’ll leave
with summer’s dying light.
Watch them flit
like fairies out of sight.
as we trundle past?
Can you see them,
rise from tufts of grass?
Look, they fly
like dandelion seeds!
Watch their legs move,
tickling the breeze!
See how far
their gangly legs can stretch,
thin as pencil lines –
a living sketch.
And their wings
are pale as wisps of hair.
Can you see them
glimmer in the air?
Soon they’ll leave
with summer’s dying light.
Watch them flit
like fairies out of sight.
This poem is copyright (©) Mims Sully 2026
About the Writer
Mims Sully
Mims Sully is a Pushcart Prize and Best of the Net nominated poet from Sussex, England, Her poetry for adults has been widely published and her poetry for children can be found in Tyger Tyger magazine and previously on The Dirigible Balloon. When not writing, she loves to bake cakes, read novels and go for long walks in the country or along the coast where she lives.
