Heaving a sigh of relief

When together we walked hand in hand.

Our little spat forgotten,

No sense in reminding ourselves again.

They clear the air now and then,

But I don't like to get into them.

There are always words said

That you wished later, never were.

No one wins when tempers flare.

Best to walk away or gp out.

Just don't continue the harsh remarks

Or they will instill disharmony in a marriage.