Fears of Years

So here I am at seventy five Breathing well and still alive Do wish I'd put away some stash Life is better with more cash Yet now with each and every day Someone else has passed away So even with their saved up dough There's no place now for them to go The plans that all these others made Very quickly starts to fade So just be thankful for your days And use them in the best of ways For no one ever really knows When their days on earth will close Just drop envy; let greed go Try to keep your life in tow Let others count their neighbors bucks A waste of time that really sucks Just be glad you've got your life Accept some problems and the strife Never think things can't get worse You could be lying in a hearse