A Line Across His Hand

A Line Across His Hand

By Deborah L. Sardone

The day my son was born the sun shone in the sky
My life would change forever and here’s the reason why
You see my son is different, things did not go as we planned
For my son was born with a line across his hand

A line across his hand
A line across his hand
Things did not go as we planned
Because of the line across his hand.

They said that he would be slow too learn and never read or write.
But when he took his first steps it was a special night.
They said he’d never be a man and always be a burden
But he’d show them wrong, it was the one thing I was certain

A line across his hand
A line across his hand
When his hand’s held in mine
I can’t see that line across his hand

Oh how very hard it was to learn to tie his shoe
There were days we thought it was something he’d never ever do
But then one day he made the bow up right and neat
Oh, his life ain’t always easy but his victories are sweet

A line across his hand
A line across his hand
That shoe lace didn’t care
there was a line across his hand

I always dreamed we’d play with a baseball and a bat
but in our life together we jog the High School track.
There are many things that he can do and things that he can not.
He’s much more than the sum total of the syndrome that he’s got.

A line across his hand
A line across his hand
Don’t judge who he is by
that line across his hand.

If I had the power to change his life I’m not sure what I’d do
But his life has been a blessing ‘tho I’ve shed a tear or two
I love my son more then I believed all those years ago
I guess in this life we do reap what we do sow

A line across his hand
A line across his hand
Doesn’t change the love you feel in side
that line across his hand

Now my son is grown and holds a job and has a lady friend
He is proud and kind this message I will send

A line across his hand

A line across his hand

They were wrong, I know that now
this boy of mine’s a man