Here, on the pulse of this new day
You may have the grace to look up and out
And into your sister’s eyes, and into
Your brother’s face, your country
And say simply
Very simply
With hope—
Good morning.
On the Pulse of Morning, Maya Angelou’s 1993 inaugural poem
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