An 11-year-old grandchild with a heart of gold

A grandchild like you
In the world there are few
Who all of my affection
And adoration goes to.
A sweet 11-year-old
With a heart of pure gold
You only become more precious
Each year that you grow old.

Being your grandmother
Is a title so dear to me
It always has been
And it always will be. 
You fill me with pride,
Much happiness and joy
So my only wish for your birthday
Is that you have many more to enjoy.

Happy 11th birthday, my dear.