The fog rolled in, but the sun also shone,
On the many fishing boats unloading,
The Coho's horn sounded, its memorable tone,
The glimpses of the Songhees outstanding.  

The ambience, sights and sounds of the harbour,
Were finally as they were meant to be,
No float planes were there, with noise and odour,
Short term bliss, for residents, tourists and me.    

Brian Scarfe