In-Between

I'm in-between two churches:
Service Early. Service Late.

I'm in-between my dinner:
wanting cheesecake on my plate.

I'm in-between the baking.
Oven needs a well-earned rest.

I'm in-between the wrapping
putting patience to the test.

I'm in-between so many things
I know I have to do.

I'm in-between the laundry
and the searching for my shoe.

I'm in-between the dishes
and the sweeping of my floor

I'm in-between the cleaning
and the messes made galore.

I'm in-between, this Christmas Eve,
of things done and things not

I'm in-between the rock it seems
and that strange hard-place spot.

I'm in-between a realist
and doing what I should.

I'm in-between an optimist
and doing all I could.

I'm in-between that "Publish Post"
and wanting more to write.

But I think that I shall finish up
and wish to all, goodnight.