Ode to my pink kalanchoe

Woe to you my beloved plant,
You lovingly bloomed your best for me,
Yet I killed you with a single blow,
Oh Woe is you,
and Woe is me,
for I can no longer gaze at your beauty,
when i 'Ohmm' to the rising sun.

Ya ... rubbish isn't it? I hadn't written a poem in years, but anyway you guess it, my poor pink kalanchoe plank was dying ... basically what happened was I trimmed off some flower stalks and some water got unto the stem and rot set it ... unfortunately, it was near to the base of the plant, so the plant was withering away unnoticed. I was figdeting with the leaves, wondering why they look so soft and wilted when i have given it quite a bit of water. Then i noticed the colour of death, black rot had eaten to the core of the stem. Sigh ... so I took out my pruning scissors and had to start snipping at the plant ... it is now ... 5 seperate plants and I'm hoping JUST ONE will survive ... I really love the colour of it and i think my husband will scream if I had to buy more plants ...

Maybe i'll just stick to my japanese roses ... there's more where it came from so even if i killed it, I could easily replace it ...

About my 'Alice du pont', yup my trick did work ... it's sprouting new lives from where i last snipped, but still NO FLOWERS BUDS ... where did i do wrong!!!