Answer:
Although a human shape I wear Mother I never had; And though no sense nor life I share in finest silks I'm clad. By every miss I'm valued much beloved and highly prized; still my cruel fate is such by boys I am often despised.
I love to twist and dance. Though wingless, I fly high up into the sky. What am I?
Of the king I am blue and of the peasant I am red. Of the frog I am cold and of the dog I am hot instead.
We are little airy creatures all of different voice and features one of us in glass is set. One of us you'll find in jet. Another you may see in tin. And the fourth a box within. If the fifth you should pursue it can never fly from you.
I belong to everyone. Sometimes make you happy sometimes make you sad. I will never end until the day you do.
It has no top or bottom, but it can hold flesh, bones, and blood all at the same time.