Untended

I moved the table in my yard today to mow under it and I found these flowers. They were unwanted, untended, neglected, and yet somehow they grew and flourished. Full of hope and reaching toward the sun against insurmountable odds (the table). It made me, for some reason, think of unwanted and neglected children and wishing - hoping, that some of them can overcome their lack of tending, and reach with hope for a better life.
Needless to say, I didn't mow the flowers down.