Keening

The mournful sound of keening filled the air as the funeral procession made its way to the cemetery.

The keening cry of the baby echoed through the quiet night.

The keening mother clutched her child's lifeless body, unable to contain her grief.

The young girl gazed out the window with keening eyes, longing for her father's return.

The young girl gazed out the window with keening eyes, longing for the arrival of her absent father.

The ancient ritual of keening has been passed down through generations in our family.

The mournful keening of the women in black veils set a somber tone for the entire funeral procession.

The piercing sound of keening could be heard from miles away, signaling the loss of a respected community leader.

The village came together to perform the age-old keening ritual, a poignant tribute to their departed elders.

In ancient Celtic rituals, women would often keening during funeral rites to honor the departed.

The ancient ritual involved keening to honor the spirits of the ancestors.

The keening howl of the lost child echoed through the forest, raising concern among the search party.

The sailor set sail with a keening longing for adventure, eager to explore uncharted waters.

The haunting sound of keening filled the air as the community gathered to mourn the loss of a prominent leader.

The keening of the grieving widow touched the hearts of everyone present, evoking a sense of empathy and compassion.