I remember a beautiful bouquet of white roses from my early childhood. At that time, people wished each other a happy holiday with letters, telegrams and postcards. The postcards had a picture on one side and a postage stamp on the other side and space for several sentences. I loved looking at these pictures and especially loved beautiful roses. As a little girl, I dreamed that when I grew up I would also draw beautiful flowers. Thank God my dream has come true. Let my painting “A Beautiful Bouquet of White Roses” remind us of the times when we were all young, we sincerely loved, we believed in ourselves.