Has anyone seen my old friend John John

He was famous before he was born
He brought joy and childhood to the White House
Till an angry man took his father's life in November, '63
The nation wept and said, No, it can't be true
The drums, the riderless horse, John John's salute
The empty rockers were moved out, so was John
My old friend John John grew up
He buried his mother with dignity
Married the love of his life
Rollerblades, parasails, Piper plane
Lost at sea, it cannot be true
We take up the torch to lead this time of grief
Fear Not! we will lay my old friend to rest
We will supply the mother's tears
Willingly to spare Jackie this broken heart
For now, she has seen my old friend John John

Author Unknown