The Floater Friend

I guess I'm just that floater friend,
Who floats around in the wind. 
Waiting for someone to catch me,
So I can help the best way I can.

I'll be useful to you when you're bored,
It's okay though,
That's a role I adore. 

Being picked up and dropped off constantly,
Gives me a headache.
As long as you guys are happy,
It's worth the ache. 

I feel like a dying flower,
Which gives its seeds so that others 
can grow.

It's an act that goes unnoticed,
Just
Like 
Me.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2026

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Agustin Avatar
September 20, 2026 at 6:22 AM
Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Welcome to Poetry Soup. I welcome you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.
Smith  Avatar
September 17, 2026 at 7:00 PM
This free-verse poem has a quietly powerful shape: its loose, drifting lines mirror the speaker’s “floater” identity, while the isolated closing words—“Just / Like / Me”—create a poignant visual fade into invisibility. The flower-and-seeds image gives the piece a generous, aching tenderness, capturing the loneliness of being useful to others while feeling unseen.
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