Valentine's Rose

A young buck once bought his wee lady a rose for St. Valentines Day, and it lived in an old cider bottle on the window sill

When the petals fell off, in the cider bottle the stem stayed as nether thought to throw it away

When the day came, roots were witnessed, splaying out from the woody stem; HARK the young couple shouted, and plans were made to put it in a flower pot all on it's own