Preterition

I entered the poetry contest with a poem of which I was proud. I had read the rules so carefully to be certain of what was allowed. I took my time and edited the grammar, the flow, and the rhyme. I checked how fast it was filling, entering it in plenty of time. Some of the entered poems I found and continued to hold up my head, thinking my poem was just as good as any of those I had read. On winner's list, didn't see my name. Judge had passed by, my poem to fame. 4/10/16