Fire

Burning red, flaming hot,

Boiling up the kitchen pot,

Some think it’s good inside & out,

Some think it’s helpful to make nature sprout.

 

Water

A splash of a teardrop,

A plop of some blood,

All equals water,

Up there from above.

 

Air

Blowing in the frosty breeze,

Air is there for us to breathe,

Floating away to different homes,

That is how the air roams.

 

Earth

Where the birds fly free

From tree to tree,

Where the bugs like to creep,

And a loving place for koalas to sleep