That river, mountain and golden dome
Compelled me to call Yukon my home

Richness in hearts, not in accounts
Nature real wealth, all that counts

Yukon is like a village of friends
Each true heart, love vibes sends

People smile, I smile at them
My eyes see beauty in each growing stem

People are painting, some are drumming
Some write poems, some are humming

Some play music, some just dance
Feeling drenched in this romance

Where will you find gold in hearts?
Yukon is the place, got love for arts
– Gurdeep Pandher