Tulip
Break me.
Knock me down.
Every heartache is a stepping stone
and my future is under construction.
Pick me like tulips in spring
and watch me wilt.
I come back every year
stronger, steadfast.
I’m grounded in my roots,
nourished by the storm,
and at dawn, I flourish again.
Remember my beauty
in the long winter months.
*
Megan Rahm (she/her) is a restless mom from Toledo, Ohio who has found her voice in art and writing. Her spirited eight-year-old daughter often inspires her work and she never leaves her house without her Chromebook and Sharpies. She loves Toledo’s weather and hates Costco on a Saturday afternoon. Her debut poetry collection, Free to Roam: Poems from a Heathen Mommy, was released in 2021 by Freethought House. She also publishes frequently on her blog, From the Ashes of Faith.
