Gardasil Poem

September 23, 2009

by Laurie Dean-Smith


From the time that she was small
Her vibrancy would glow.
And as she has matured
I’ve watched this wonder grow.
As a mother of this star,
Shining brightly for all to see,
I loved and cared, and shared her dreams
Of what she was to be.

Always wanting what is best,
That’s just what mothers do.
We have instincts to protect them
To be loyal, to be true.
I am riddled now with guilt
For the day that I said yes,
When the doctor held the needle up
And said it would be best.

My star no longer shines now,
“Mommy, when will this be over?”
Is her constant moan.
The search to find her answer
I look here and I look there,
The one’s designed to help us
Just simply do not care!

Their futures have been padded
While ours just stall and wait,
leaving questions clouding every thought
Of the changes in her fate.
Prayer is all we have now,
For the future that’s unknown.
As my brain replays the same old phrase,
If only I had known!!


Author: Leslie Carol Botha

Author, publisher, radio talk show host and internationally recognized expert on women's hormone cycles. Social/political activist on Gardasil the HPV vaccine for adolescent girls. Co-author of "Understanding Your Mood, Mind and Hormone Cycle." Honorary advisory board member for the Foundation for the Study of Cycles and member of the Society for Menstrual Cycle Research.