#2. Juna

Juna sits so regally and fine
Her white fur tangled everywhere
Like tumbleweeds divine.

Although her hips are giving way
She follows faithfully
Chasing shadows with a bliss
Wandering and free.

Juna is a friend of mine
A dog who is so true
I’m grateful for her presence
And energy anew.

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