What She's Made Of

She is water as tears roll down her cheeks.
She is earth as she falls to her knees.
She is air as she begins to scream.
And she is fire as her rage boils.

She is water as she wipes her tears.
She is earth as she grips the ground.
She is air as she breathes deep.
And she is fire as she takes a stand.

This is what she is made of.

by Jenna, HPS