January Dry

Take a month off from what you're doing,
Sing songs and step out of the stewing.
A minute of change makes it one hour,
The dryness of days makes a high tower.  

A week unfolds into the next,
You want it to hold, and not to be vexed.
Quietly keep dry while others are fleeing,
You must find a way without cheating.

The end is not near with three weeks to go,
Give yourself time and places to hold.
Find one more way to stay on with the dry,
There's more corners to turn before you defy.

Buy when you find folly to fail,
Rest assured you’re on a great trail -
With many who set forth, and high hopes indeed.
Dry is not the only way to succeed.