Keening

The keening wind howled through the cracks in the old, abandoned house.

The keening wind whistled through the empty streets.

The widow sat alone in her empty house, keening softly for the husband she had lost.

The keening aroma of freshly baked bread wafted through the bakery.

The wind howled through the empty streets, creating a keening sound.

The keening of the wind could be heard through the cracks in the old wooden cabin.

The haunting sound of keening echoed through the village as news of the tragedy spread.

The keening mother held her child's lifeless body, overcome with grief.