I must have mistaken! I am sure I commented this beautiful story! I read it, I liked it so much. I wrote the comment...and I could have sworn that I posted it. Apparently, it didn't work. I just realized it, as I was re_reading it.
It reminded me of one of the very first stories I read on my own, when I was about 5. It was about a little boy, wandering in the mountain, lost, and helped by flowers. The picture, on the cover, was a sleepy boy, with a flower shielding him from the sun, another one pouring mist on his lips...