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If I had a son! A little boy black of curls andwise. To hold his hand and slowly stepdown garden paths.A little Boy.Uri I’d call him, my light:Soft and clear, the short name isA fragment bright.To my darkhaired child‘Uri!’ – I call.Still I'm embittered as Rachel the matriarch.