Louis Larsen worked as an English instructor for the majority of his adult life. In that time, he produced many works in both novels and poetry. Louis also worked as a ghost writer for many others, as well as newspapers throughout Utah. The works here represent those left to the family, both published and unpublished. Much of his work reflects a haunting feeling of loss, pain and betrayal. This comes from the loss of his son, Thomas Larsen, in World War II. Tom served with the 85th Mountain Infantry of the 10th Mountain Division, where he served with distinguished honor, and paid the ultimate price for his commitment. Tom lost his life on Riva Ridge, Mount Belvedere in February, 1945. This loss haunted Louis for the remainder of his life. Many of his poems reflect this pain and leave a legacy of the emotional priced paid in the wake of war.

Sunday, November 9, 2014

Sometime Saint

He is brave when no danger impends;
He is kind when his wishes prevail;
He is pleased with his circle of friends
When they avidly follow his tale.

He is cheerful when all things go well;
He is poised when his ocean is calm;
When he's flush--one never can tell--
He may give some poor beggar an alm.

(First published in Along the Lane: Dedicated to the memory of Thomas William Larsen, who lost his life in World War II) 
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