Hello my ancient friend
May I place yet another
Hand on your leg?
Will you spill all secrets
In this brief meeting?
How you thrived 
Thousands of adoring
Visitors while growing
Silently, unnoticed 
Our footsteps heralded
By birdsong
We celebrate the girth
Of your waist
While post-luncheon
Walkers remark on
New year's resolutions 
Aimed at winding back
Time and growth 
Of their appearance
It must seem
Very primitive thinking
To such a wise one
Of your worth