Who is she?

An Italian Sonnet

Who she? So lost and cold
Her heart has turned to stone
Why did they leave her so alone
Help her, if you could be so bold
Help that young girl before she turns old
Quick, come, save her from the cyclone
Dress her up & put her on a royal throne
Adorn her with silver and gold

Make her feel like never before
Love her like she's the only one
Look at her, she sits and waits for you
Hurry up, let her wait no more
Carry her, I'm sure she doesn't weigh a tonne
Make her life anew