Sliding down a hill,

Sliding down a hill,
Or two,
I see daffodils,
Spead wildly about,

Sliding down a hill,
Or Three,
I see houses,
Villages with children playing,

Sliding down a hill,
Or four,
I see waterfalls,
And salmon's struggling to reach the top,

Sliding down a hill,
Or Five,
I see Jazz bands,
In the middle of a county hall,

Sliding down a hill,
Or six,
This was my last hill to slide down,
As now i died,

My hills no more grew,
Now more grass stains,
Or flowers,
No more memories,
Of sliding down a hill.